A story about... A Wish

c. 1999/2000 Mark Frey, Tymme Laun, Christine Schwab, and Sally Treanor 

CHRISTINE    
 
TYMME MARK & SALLY
SALLY & MARK
SALLY  
TYMME & MARK

In the meantime, Larry, who was rather a lazy leprechaun, was beginning to get some aches and pains in his shoulders from holding the rope. Then his elbows started to feel the strain, and finally his hands. He thought, "I know my friend is depending on me but I wish this rope wouldn't be such a burden to me." 

The rope, being magic, heard Larry's wish. (Though ropes don't have ears, they are very sensitive.) It did a quick self-assessment and examined all its fibers and coils to see if there was a way that it could accommodate Larry. It looked forward and back, up and down. It remembered all the burdens that it had encountered in its long life. It even examined the time of its pre-existence when it was growing in a field in all separate plants. It seemed that there was no time when it, itself, was considered the burden-but was always the carrier of the burden.

  "How thoughtless of me," the rope thought  to itself.