dendroculi | [homophonic] catchall for ylfa

Hehe. I see. [that's fair. everyone has their own preferences.] Did your mother write that poem, then?

My - oh. Mother isn't my mom. He's my friend and sort of a caretaker type. And he didn't write it, I don't think, but he used to tell stories like that.

Oh, I see... I wonder where he learned all of his stories, then?

I'm not sure. I think he writes some, and some he learned. He's pretty old, so he's heard a lot.

Anyway, he's not my mom, but he's nice. He took me come with him when I had to skip town.

Where did the two of you end up going?

[she also wants to know why ylfa had to leave but she has observed enough humans to develop enough tact not to just ask that.]

All over. We met Gerard, and Rosamund, and Pib, and Pinnochio... my best friends. And we traveled across the world and even to other worlds and the lines in between.