Description
On a day just like the other, the Lone Shee has gone to the Northpole for vacation.
No more finding new breeds he say'd he never.
But he saw a couple of strange-looking ettins "what kind of breed that is?"
"I don't know but I call them the Antler Ettins"
When he said that they come to him they said "flib dat we are discovered by our old master Shee by whom we work on the Northpole take us to the Shee Starship please".
And so ended the vacation of the Lone Shee.