"Mr. Storyteller! Mr. Storyteller!" The rather tall and muscled man paused mid-step to see three young children running up to him. He let out a soft sigh and knelt down to them as the tallest yelled "We wanna be magical girls like the one in your story yesterday!" as she tugged on his chocolate brown tunic. The Storyteller couldn't help but grin a little at their enthusiasm as the other two girls loudly agreed.
"Now, now," he said, keeping his cool, "How can you be if you’re so loud about it? You need to keep quiet about it." This made the smaller girls pause in apparent thought. The tallest, however, didn't seem to get the point, and