The small human asks for a gift and I hiss the hiss of the outraged.
"You can have a bite from my fangs if I do not like your riddle," I say, and she gives it to me. Over and over I turn it because it is a riddle of land not of sea, and then I say:
"A leaf."
I look at the woman who stinks of seal, and I say to her:
"You've given me no riddle. But seals are often dull riddlers. I shall give you a riddle instead, and if you solve it you may have your friend back. If not I may eat you all, for riddling makes me hungry." And I hiss the hiss of the amused.
"He who buys me cuts my tail, takes off my suit of silk, and weeps beside me when I am dead," I say. I like riddles about skins.
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"You can have a bite from my fangs if I do not like your riddle," I say, and she gives it to me. Over and over I turn it because it is a riddle of land not of sea, and then I say:
"A leaf."
I look at the woman who stinks of seal, and I say to her:
"You've given me no riddle. But seals are often dull riddlers. I shall give you a riddle instead, and if you solve it you may have your friend back. If not I may eat you all, for riddling makes me hungry." And I hiss the hiss of the amused.
"He who buys me cuts my tail, takes off my suit of silk, and weeps beside me when I am dead," I say. I like riddles about skins.