He touched the creature and it stirred, but he could see it was in a bad way. So he returned to the well and he dropped the bucket down and he pulled up another creature, even darker and slimier than the first. The husband carried this creature to the woodshed, where he introduced it to the first creature. The creatures lit up when they saw one another. They began to play. As the husband had guessed, the first creature had grown lonesome, which accounted for its slump. With company, it came back to life.
But as the days passed and passed, the creatures played less and less, and one day the husband walked in to find them both slumped on their fronts. The husband wasn't sure what had gone wrong this time, though he reasoned that it couldn't be loneliness, since the two had one another. Maybe, he reasoned, they were homesick. So he gathered them up in his arms
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