Wicked Nix

Wicked Nix — page 9
Badness I cry This forest belongs to the fairies You cannot stay The man-people is so surprised he nearly falls off the ladder Who’s there he says scanning the trees Let me see you I laugh my wickedest laugh You don’t want that A people like you would scream and run away if you saw my face and your hair would turn white as bone forever for I am Wicked Nix the foulest of the fairies Oh he says Leave at once But The man-people climbs down the ladder and squints up into the shivery tree But it’s my home you know This makes me angry I make my voice low like the growl of a bear I warn you If you don’t leave I will put a curse upon your garden so that nothing grows but 6