At the crack of midnight, I flew out of the snuff box and spoke to the one-legged toy soldier who was staring at the paper dancer in front of the castle.
“Don’t look at things that aren’t intended for the likes of you!” I shouted. Then I knocked him over so their eyes couldn’t meet.
The next morning, I inspired a boy to take the soldier off the shelf and put him on the windowsill. Then I rushed through the room and knocked the soldier off the ledge!
I moved with such violence that I made the paper dancer spin until she became quite sick.
When she came to a stop, I fanned her gently.