When I was little, my sister Ally used to be in charge of putting me to bed. One glass of water, one stuffed toy, one kiss, and one story. We had a ritual and the story went last because I often fell asleep during it anyway. Not that Ally was a bad storyteller, she was brilliant for a ten year old, actually
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...Well, at least not the one I knew. But I suppose things are different all over.
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You knew a Rumplestiltskin?
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Nonetheless, while we're speculating, it seems to me that pride is a likely theory.
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