slushimitten

One day it came to be that a girl was walking alone along a woodland path, with a cake in her pocket for her lunch. Presently, she came across a strange and small figure beside the road and recognised it at once as a fairy. Before she could address it, it spoke to her. “Girl,” spoke the fairy, “If I grant you a boon, will you grant me a taste of that cake in your pocket?” The girl considered. “What nature of boon would you grant me?” she asked, uncertain. “I would grant you immeasurable skill in cooking, just for a taste of that cake in your pocket,” the fairy laughed. “Very well,” s