…the cobbler said, smiling warmly at the pixie. “But such magic is rare and precious. Should we not save it for those who truly need a sprinkle of joy in their lives?”
The pixie paused, considering the cobbler’s words. “You speak truly, kind cobbler,” she acknowledged. “Let us instead bestow these shoes with a charm that will guide the wearer to find happiness in the simple things, in the journey, not just the destination.”
With a nod of agreement, the cobbler and the pixie worked together, weaving a spell that would make the shoes not only a pair of fine business attire but also a source of countless stories and smiles for whoever chose to walk in them.
And so, the shoes turned into a goblin he said to the owl the owl said