The Legend of Sir Soybean is being written, and it turns out I’m just a figment of someone’s imagination! How sad!
Excerpt from the translated diary of Sar Sobrun, page 51,382
I have been spying on the humans again. I know, my mother told me that I should never go anywhere near humans for fear of being seen, but sometimes, I just can’t help myself. I stay shielded, so they can’t see me, but somehow, the human children have started to make up stories about mystical elves by the name of Sir Soybean, a frighteningly close name to my own.
I’m just glad that they are children and Sir Soybean can be passed off as imagination. If they were adults, who knows how long I could be grounded. And even worse, what would… Visit the blog to read more of My Life Story