QUOTE : She is here amongst us, but she is not alone,” one of the pixie dust angels told the queen of the woods.<br /><br />“And?” the queen demanded.<br /><br />“She is with some boy. Both look strange, if you ask me.”<br /><br />“Strange, how?” the queen asked.<br /><br />“Strange. You know they don’t look as we do.” <br /><br />“How do they look?” The queen turned and looked at the pixie angel with her purple eye that sat in the middle of her forehead. <br /><br />“I don’t know. They have things like the little people in Vanduesa.”<br /><br />“What things might you be referring to?” the queen’s voice rose impatiently. <br /><br />“You know those things that the little people get around with.” <br /><br />The queen laughed, revealing yellowing teeth. “Oh, the things the little people in Vanduesa refer to as legs.”<br /><br />“That’s it.” The pixie angel did an excited flip, and then nodded her head.