guyute was the ugly pig who walked on me and danced a jig that he had learned when he was six then stopped and did some other tricks like pulling weapons from his coat and holding them against my throat he lectured me in a language strange then scampered quickly out of range im bouncing like a new born elf i cant believe inside myself guyute glances in my eyes and manages to hypnotize me as i sleep the sleep of death he sucks from me my only breath that i had breathed since i was ten i hope this happens once again1