Role

Chapter 1

"Wahhhhh! Waaaaaah!"

The wetnurse, hearing the baby, sprinted towards the room in the house where
the baby was being delivered. Before she entered, she was screaming "Did I
miss it? How did I miss it?!"

When she entered the room, she saw Juudsnelf -- the father-to-be. He was
sitting in a rocking chair crying like a baby. "Waaaah! Waaaaaah!" The
wetnurse then realized that Juudsnelf wasn't a father to be, because he had
no wife and there was no baby being delivered. The sound of crying triggered
a nursing instinct inside of her, which caused her to forget that she was
simply a maid, and not a wetnurse. The maid looked at Juudsnelf and
proclaimed, "If you cry, you are a baby." Juudsnelf pondered this phrase,
and said aloud "Then I am a baby." Juudsnelf was then a baby.

As a baby, Juudsnelf would crawl to the local forge every day to watch the
blacksmith hit steel with a hammer until it turned in to something he could
poke people with. Juudsnelf, just a baby, had no idea where he was, what he
was seeing, or why he wasn't being fed milk. Though, subconsciously, he was
learning more and more about smithing each day.

A few years later when Juudsnelf could walk, he would still crawl to the
blacksmith's forge every day. When the blacksmith would leave, Juudsnelf
would try to forge in his own way. He would make up words, yell them at the
anvil, hit them with the hammer, and then they would be forged into real
words, he believed. He even made up definitions for each word, when he so
chose to. Juudsnelf called this process "Word Smithing."

Juudsnelf eventually bought a horse, and would mount it as he forced it to
crawl everywhere he wanted to go, which included the local park. There, he
would get on the balancing plank (which he called a Horsey-saw see-horse, because he saw his horse near it once) with his horse and try to
have fun. He never did have fun, though, because the horse outweighed him by
at least a couple pounds, he figured, so Juudsnelf was always suspended in
the air.

One day, however, he decided to play on the horsey saw with a rock instead of
his horse. The rock weighed the same as Juudsnelf, so the plank would
perfectly balance itself. "Ah.. balance! This is quite fondufulous!"
proclaimed Juudsnelf. Fondufulous had not yet been defined by Juudsnelf, or
anyone for that matter, but he knew it was destined to be a great word,
maybe.

Sitting there on the plank, balancing with a rock, Juudsnelf realized
something. He realized that the world required two opposing forces, equally
opposing one another, in order for it to remain fondufulously balanced.He
also realized that he had been sitting there for days, and was famished. He
mounted his now dead horse, who probably died from malnutrition, and galloped
into the sunset, and then towards his home.