The Magician's Boy (2003)
“The Boy looked down. It was the signpost, standing there pointing as usual in both directions.
“Where have you been?” the Boy said. He took another bite of bread.
“Right here,” said the signpost. “I can’t climb beanstalks, and wolves don’t eat signposts. Don’t eat that last bit of bread.”
The Boy was about to pop it in his mouth, but he stopped. “Are you hungry?” he said.
“Signposts don’t eat, stupid,” said the signpost. “Share it with the birds. They might be useful.”
The Boy broke his last bi...t of bread into crumbs, and scattered them on the ground. At once, four and twenty blackbirds came swooping down out of the trees and the beanstalk and pecked them up.
The Boy looked at them, and remembered. “You be careful!” he said. “Someone wants to catch all of you, and bake you in a pie!”
“Oh, that’s okay,” said the biggest blackbird. “It’s just the Magician. He doesn’t really cook us. We just sit in this big dish and he puts a baked crust over us.MoreLess
“Where have you been?” the Boy said. He took another bite of bread.
“Right here,” said the signpost. “I can’t climb beanstalks, and wolves don’t eat signposts. Don’t eat that last bit of bread.”
The Boy was about to pop it in his mouth, but he stopped. “Are you hungry?” he said.
“Signposts don’t eat, stupid,” said the signpost. “Share it with the birds. They might be useful.”
The Boy broke his last bi...t of bread into crumbs, and scattered them on the ground. At once, four and twenty blackbirds came swooping down out of the trees and the beanstalk and pecked them up.
The Boy looked at them, and remembered. “You be careful!” he said. “Someone wants to catch all of you, and bake you in a pie!”
“Oh, that’s okay,” said the biggest blackbird. “It’s just the Magician. He doesn’t really cook us. We just sit in this big dish and he puts a baked crust over us.MoreLess
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