"Mom… moooom…. mommyyyy…"
Effie patted Little Ling on the head and smiled.
"What do you want, dumpling?"
She was sitting in a comfy wooden chair, staring at the wooden ceiling absentmindedly. The little boy cuddled comfortably on her lap, hugging her like a little monkey. He looked up at her with his bright eyes and grinned sheepishly.
"Story!"
Effie laughed.
"Story? Which story?"
Little Ling was suddenly very thoughtful. He remained silent for a while, a comically concentrated expression on his face, and then beamed.
"Mommy defeating the giant!"
She hugged him and shifted slightly, then said in a deep voice:
"Alright, alright. Listen then! A long time ago, in a faraway land, six evil Saints imprisoned Hope in a tall tower. Hope was very lonely in the tower, and cried bitterly. So, your mom and her friends decided to defeat the evil Saints and rescue her."
