“My family has this tale about a snail creature brandishing opal on the shell in which it lives. So vile, says the legend, any living thing to look upon it becomes gnarled and twisted. When not feeding on the bones of children it can be found scouring the land in search of any fear it may sense . The creature’s place of dwelling is thought to be in the depths of the planet. Id like it to take up A good part of my left thigh in full color please.”