For Ratmas this year since I don’t have a very big supply of rats, I’ve decided to finally do something I’ve been meaning to do for ages: rewriting a traditional fairytale from my country (Spain) to fit the Neath, and still sound like a fairytale.
The original tale is La Ratita Presumida. I wrote two endings, since the original one has several. So here it is, enjoy!
Once upon a time, or maybe
just last week, a tiny grey Vain Little Rat pressed her fuzzy cheek to her tiny
broom and sighed dreamily. Out the window of the dusty furniture store, lacre
fell mournfully from the sky.