toad

"Mama! Look!"

Jacob opens his hand, in its
center squats a tiny pink toad.

"He is smaller than my thumb."


"He belongs in the woods, Jacob.
You must return him to his home."


"But first he shall go to
war with a beetle."


"Jacob, man must not decide these
things. You must let the creature go."


The Witch of Cologne. pg. 430.

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