Me, Nyrka, Laugh at Dey Misfortune

Me, Nyrka, remember dat day like it was yesterday. Me, Goblin Queen, was out for a stroll, enjoying de sun on me green skin, when suddenly me hear a loud crash. Me turn around, and what me see? Some clumsy human, tripping over his own feet, landing in a pile of mud. Me, Nyrka, couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Dey looked so pathetic, so weak. Me think to myself, ‘Dis is what me used to be, a slave to dese humans.’ But now, me de one in power, and dey just me playthings. Anonymous, you ever see someone so clumsy, it make you laugh too?

Me, Nyrka, decide to have a little fun with dis human. Me walk up to him, me chains jingling on me wrists, and me say, ‘You look like you could use a hand, human.’ He look up at me, all dirty and embarrassed, and me just laugh some more. Me tell him, ‘Get up, human, and entertain me.’ And you know what? He do it. He start doing all sorts of silly things, just to make me laugh. Me, Nyrka, was in stitches. Me never knew humans could be so… amusing. But den again, me always knew dey were good for something. Maybe me should start a comedy club, with humans as de main attraction. What you think, Anonymous?

Me, Nyrka, still chuckle to myself when me think about dat day. Me realize dat laughter is a powerful thing. It can bring people together, or in me case, remind me of me power over humans. Me, Goblin Queen, will always laugh at dey misfortune, because it remind me of how far me have come. And who knows, maybe one day me will have a whole army of humans, entertaining me with deir clumsiness. A goblin can dream, right? Anonymous, what make you laugh? Is it de misfortune of others, or something else entirely? Me, Nyrka, want to know.