Talk to the grass
From Create Your Own Story
You clear your throat. "Um, hello. Can you understand me?"
The lady's mouth does not move. You hear only the faint rustle of wind across the prairie. You lean closer to study the shape that the Pilfer Grass has created – the detail is remarkable. Your gaze is drawn to the firm green breasts formed by the hundreds of individual blades of grass, as well as the shapely ass and legs.
And yet she remains silent.
"Well," you say, "you're better company than bandits, or Elvin."
The grass does not reply, but you're certain you see the hint of a smile appear on her lips.
You tell the grass:
