Ducks quack, knights fight. That’s the reality of how the world goes around.
"Ahiru! Dinner! Come and get it!"
But sometimes a duck can dance, gracefully and beautifully, inspiring those around into joining in the joy of life; and a knight can write - a twisting spiralling story in which things are not quite what they seem or are exactly as they were put down.
"Good girl, now let’s go back inside, where it is warm."
And sometimes a story is just that, a story. There is only the mundane reality of every day to live with.