Chapter 10 A Tale Of Nǣps

• Fyn.
• Fyn pinched his arm to make sure that he wasn't seeing things.
• Standing just a few feet away from him are turnips. Normally, turnips wouldn't make him so dumbfounded. Occasionally, he would plant some turnips at the back of his hut and harvest them during early spring. That's why he was obviously aware of what turnips should look like, smell like, and taste like. He knew for sure that turnips weren't supposed to walk. Turnips most especially shouldn't have faces. And most of all, turnips don't talk.