Fred gasped and flailed out his hand to steady himself as he slowly began
to shrink. "What have I done?" Fred groaned, looking back on the several
peasant villages he had flattened while rolling off the mountain into the
valley. "S-s-sire!" stuttered a driftwood-bearing peasant who had run up to him. "Oi neer done got me a kilt, neer threelage and the styres! Washnulahog." "What?" Fred muttered. "Talk English, man!" Before the peasant could reply Fred had shrunk another half inch. He knew that at this rate, he was going to be back to normal size within days.
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