Saw nothing

but not like the kind of granite, too also more expensive, I can not afford to. came the voice from the rock after the very sharp voice, what seems to jabber about her, not very real, but can vaguely hear the words . So I went around to the post-rock, nothing, saw nothing, but that sounds strange to my ears still blown, like heaven. I looked more fortunate, only to find the top of the rock sat a man, wearing pointy shoes, wearing a pointed hat hanging bells, has been looking at me above the villain, here I can not understand it, can always arise in which a few I can understand the word After a few words. Is he is the monster in the mirror, did not he take me away, Is that legend is true, all true. when I think about them, something that no longer speak and watch me, just look at me. I am a little scared, want to leave here.