Not a single Christian has ever dared to approach my husband the Griffin. But then one day this fellow comes to the door, and when I ask him what he wants, he tells me everything that’s brought him here to the other side. He wants a feather from the Griffin’s tail so he can marry a princess. He also wants to find a lost key, a cure for a girl’s illness, and freedom for the ferryman who brought him here.
I like this fellow immensely, so I say, “Look here, my good friend. No Christian man can speak to the Griffin. He devours them all, but if you like, you can lie under his bed, and when he falls asleep, I’ll let you reach out and pull a feather from his tail. Meanwhile, I’ll see if I can ask him about those things you want to know.”
I rather liked having a human in the house after all this time!