“Don’t want to wake up the natives,” said Sprite.

“Natives?” asked White, looking around the tall grass.

“Yeah” said Sprite. “A tribe of pygmy humans live in this tall grass.”

“Really?” asked White. “I don’t see anyone.”

“That’s because they’re really short pygmies,” said Sprite.

“Right,” said White. “What’s the tribe called?”

“The Fukarewe tribe,” replied Sprite.

“Odd,” mumbled White. “Any idea where the name comes from?”

“Dunno,” said Sprite. “The lil’ sods seem to spend all their time jumping up and down shouting, ‘we’re the Fukarewe,’ though.”

White grimaced.


Tales and doodle by Peter Edwards using Posca Pens.

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