(..) From the time he could crawl, he's been... different. He doesn't listen. He has the attention span of a sparrow. I take him fishing and he goes hunting for trolls! Trolls exist. They steal your socks. But only the left ones. What's with that? - When I was a boy... - Here we go. (..)

(..) It's located solidly on the meridian of misery. My village. In a word, sturdy. It's been here for seven generations, but every single building is new. We have fishing, hunting and a charming view of the sunsets. The only problems are the pests. You see, most places have mice or mosquitoes. (..)