Once upon a time, Etwas the Elf was running through the forests of grass, under the canopies of clover and around the stems of tall flowers when a mole popped out of the ground in front of her.
"How-dy-do, Miss Mole!" Etwas greeted.
"'Ello, Etwas," Miss Mole replied. "Things are looking up. How are you, today?"
"Hungry," admitted Etwas.
"Well, I 'ave a rutabaga I found in a garden. Would you like to share?"
"What's a rutabaga?" Etwas asked.
The mole disappeared down into the new hole and a big white blob took her place.
"Miss Mole, were you stung by a bee?" the elf asked with sincere concern.
The rutabaga rolled out of the hole and the mole reappeared, with some leaves in her teeth. She popped out and pulled out a purple tuber. "And this is a beet. One sec!" The mole disappeared again and came back dragging a carrot. Then a radish. A head of garlic, a potato, an onion! "Never 'ave better farmers 'arvested so little," the mole explained cryptically.
Etwas took out her little knife and made a salad that the two enjoyed.
And ever since then, it has been conventional wisdom among the elves that while all evil shares a common root, goodness shares many.
"How-dy-do, Miss Mole!" Etwas greeted.
"'Ello, Etwas," Miss Mole replied. "Things are looking up. How are you, today?"
"Hungry," admitted Etwas.
"Well, I 'ave a rutabaga I found in a garden. Would you like to share?"
"What's a rutabaga?" Etwas asked.
The mole disappeared down into the new hole and a big white blob took her place.
"Miss Mole, were you stung by a bee?" the elf asked with sincere concern.
The rutabaga rolled out of the hole and the mole reappeared, with some leaves in her teeth. She popped out and pulled out a purple tuber. "And this is a beet. One sec!" The mole disappeared again and came back dragging a carrot. Then a radish. A head of garlic, a potato, an onion! "Never 'ave better farmers 'arvested so little," the mole explained cryptically.
Etwas took out her little knife and made a salad that the two enjoyed.
And ever since then, it has been conventional wisdom among the elves that while all evil shares a common root, goodness shares many.
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