Legends of Belariath

Little Bit

My name is Zenthenana`Aliana though most know me by Little bit. A silly big-ling name for me for the elf that protects me cannot pronounce it. I guess I should tell you about my self huh? Well I’m not really big but bigger then a mushroom. And I can be tall if I want to even if I’m still only chest high to most. Not like I care really. Big-lings are just odd.

I have long blue hair so dark it is almost black. It tumbles in curls all the way down to my pert little ass. Well Kyllen calls it pert so I guess I shall use the word here. I got a nice rack if I say so my self. Snufferbottom! Enough about how I look.

I wish I had some candy right now. Cinnamon candy at that! It makes talking about home that much easier for me. Not’s that I remembers a lot of it. I was tiny-tiny as a fly when I came here.

I remember my mommsie. She was a pretty lady with wings of shimmering blue. (Oh yeah did I mentions Im a fairy?) The same violet eyes I gots as wells. She liked to sing, but I can’ts remembers the songs. There were others like me too. Least, I think there were…

Ogeebobo. Writing is hard. ‘Specialy abouts this. I remember I was fling along the river and I saw the oddest toadstool I had ever seen! It shimmered! I had to look. I means to say what self respecting fairy wouldn’ts hummm? Anyhoo’sI flew over to it. Cuz these wings, as cute as they are, work and stuffs neatieo like that.

I dono what made me do it. But it was soo sparkly and pretty I just had to touch it. The next thing I knew I was in the land of big-lings, deep within one of their stinky cities. I was scared. I mean really, really scared.

All these feet trying to step on me! Icky-yucky children tried to pull of my wings! I had to steal anything just to live. Slept where I could, looking for any like me. Looking for the way home. Many moons and winters I was there in that city. Still dono the name of it.

I didn’ts know how to speaks commons tongue. That’s just made it hards for me Ya knows? Some big-lings would try and be nice. A bit of sugar here. A bit oh bread there. But many were afraid. Cans you believe it? Afraids of me! What was I going to do to them? Eat thems?

Well I guess it had been sumfin like 1+1+1+1+1 ummm 20? springs and I was forced to flee the city in to the darker woods beyond. They had always scared me. Strange creatures moved with in. And all of them lots biggers then me. But I had no choice reallys. Bigger big-lings came with flame and stinky iron to kill other big-lings. I hates that stuff!

I zipped in to the wood blindly. I knew commons by then. Kinda sorta likes I do now. Learned to write and read a bit. Self taught I’m impressing my self! Snickerdoodle. S’easier for me to talk the way I talk. Big-lings now find me funnies or avoids me. Life is good.

Well in to the woods I went. All fluttering and stuffs. I learned threw trial and error what berries were good eating. That it was safer to sleep under rocks during the brights times and fly abouts at nights. Except fer owls. Ohhhhhh I hate those things! But eventuallys I became one wif the woods. Wild woods they were too.

Threw a few more cities of big-ling’s I passed threw. Sum times I would make a friend and stick around for a while. Of my own kinds I never saw nones. Nones at all. I just sorta stopped looking. Buts I had many adventures. Some silly some that gives me bad dreams. I couldn’t be sad no more. Okay so I was sad.. but I founds the hearys and nowsys whats importants.

I not so good at counting soo.. I dono how long I traveled. I got really good at stealing sparkily coins. With those I could trade em for candies and sugar! And if I got a lot.. an outfit be made for me. In each place I would spend a few winters and then move on. I didn’t want to be where big-lings would fight eachother.

Seems stupid to me. All the fightings and stuff. Big-lings seem to want pain more then anything else. Oh well

Well in to the woods and over mointains I wents. Nutting special reallys. Fun times scary times. I didn’t trust big-lings. To many of them wanted to hurt me. My few friends I miss that I made in those places.. but nots enough to return.

One night by a little stream I was flying along and smelled a fire. I had to go look and see what was there. A big-ling elf was fast asleep next to the dieing coals. Handsome and noble looking, with hair the color of my favorites food, sugar!

I was hungry. And the big-ling was asleep. I flittered over to where his bags were laid down from his horse and tried to get in to the. But in my little forms I could no lift it! He was asleep what did I have to lose? I let my self grow bigs and easily opened the bag. Know whats I found?? Sugar.I was happy. I was stupid and giggled thinking the dumb elf asleep.

Until I felt a daggers about my throats! He snarled demanding to know what I was doing. I was so scared. I gave it no thought and went little once more zipping far away from him in to the night. For all my efforts I only got one sugar cube.

He had made me mad. All I wanted was to eat. And nooo he had to mean and try to hurts me! For nights and nights I followed him. Some nights he would wake. Some nights he wouldn’ts. I would giggle in the mornings light when I would hear him cussin! For an elf he has a mouth!

So up to my normal of making this elf’s life frantic with my play, I zipped in to his camp. I was shocked to find he had drank himselfs in to a stupor! There was a bowl of berries near him glittering so I knew they would be extras sweet. I was so hungry, for one sugar cube is never enough. Tip toeing close to him I ate as many berries as I could.

Kyllen had dipped them all in honey mead. I gots no head fer that stuff. As I faded in to sleeps I hear him laughing and felt him picks me up. Whens I cames toos I was all trussed up and shoved in to his pocket. Wiggling hoping to poke my head out when he yanked me bys my hair!

Ohh the things he said to me was not nicety nice no nots at all! He was gona sell me as a slaves and stuff! I cried and pleaded till he locked me in a box. He would let me out only at nights for the first few nights. With a rope attached to my ankle so I couldn’t stray to far.

Honelty-phonestly tho I dono why I stayed. Would have been easy to leave. Maybes it ws how his eyes glowed when he had sum one to talks to. One nights he let me out and told me to get bigs. There was this hungers in his eyeballs. I was so frightened that I did as he said.

The rest of that night was pain and pleasure. And nummy ummy so. I guess, no thinking I’m sillys… I felts like I belonged some wheres. Ands in his eyes.. I could see he was happys. Over a few moons he traineds me. How he wanted me to act for buyers. I would ride in his pocket or ride upon his shoulder.

I fells in love with him. The closers we got to a city the more afraid I grew he would just sell me! Nots like I couldn’t gets away, but still the whole ideas of it. I didn’t want to leaves him.

So finally we got to the city and I hid in his pocket. We went in a building and he commanded me out. So sacred. Oh so scared I peeked out and then zipped to stand upon his hand. I was crying. I don’t likes to cry. At that moment I think sumfin changed.. I remember his words as clear as a birdies call.

“Yes.. I was wondering… do you have collars in her size? If so please get me a silver one.. and stamp the inside with the name Kyllen.”

Dat was the happiest day of my life. I wear his mark upons me. And now a magickal little silver chain about my ankles as well. I love my silly-willy master. My hopes is some days.. he will loves me to.

Home? Maybe I’ll see it agains. Maybe’s I won’t. Doesn’t matter. I’m Masters little`bit. And that’s just fine and dandelions to me!

Latter on upon the page in fresher ink it seems the little one would write another Chapter to her tale.

Ohgeebobo he is a CREAP! Master? What master? That stupid *ink blots from her anger mare the page.. what she had written was lost.*He left me, me who waited upon him hand and foot. Who took his whippings with love and adoration. Yet, he left me like I’m some bug. May the earth swallow Kyllen up, or better yet may he becomes a bitch to some bull stud!

On betters notes I gots me a job! I work at the bakery now. I not sure but I thinks that Mr. Skye likes me. Thens again? Anyways who knows? I thinks I will have a new master soon. He likes the lands lil’s bought and likes the way I do things. Bah. Time to go I hungerys and sugar is sounding reallys good!

But on a finals note. Big-lings still confuse me. And I have founds out I really don’t like my owns kind. There annoying. Ubber annoying. There is more to life then sexing and playing and eating. You gots to live in your lifes.. not just watch it scroll past.

A new entry is made this time with purple ink.

I haven’t picked this up in a whiles. Dono whys I keep it. So much has changed again in my life. The perfects Master is a slave in training. The perfect Mistress wants lil as a toy. And some how’s I close friends wif an elf. Not just any elf but Sysy is a prude.Fell like comedy duo a lot with her. Just never know who is the board man and who is the bobo man.

Shae, a pixie, yes a damned pixie rules my thoughts a lots. No real reasons other then she makes lil smile. And she can play lil’s body like a fiddle. Goddess helps me. I feel so alone! Ohgeebobo. S’like that pain in my hearts won’t stops. Nevers stops.

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