A travelling salesman cane to town and everyone turned out to see what he had brought to show us. Such a wide variety of creatures, from the mundane to the strange, and his rule was simple: if we wanted one, we could buy or exchange for it. A cage called to me; or more accurately, the pink armadillo within. I gave the salesman a brace of hares in exchange for a single touch. My soul expanded and the armadillo etched himself on my ribs. Now I am better protected than I ever was before.