The best word shakers were those who understood the true power of words. They were always able to climb the highest. One such word shaker was a small, skinny girl. She was renowned as the last of her region because she knew how powerless a person could be without words. She had desire. She was hungry for them. One day, however, she met a man who was despised by her homeland, even though he was born in it. They became good friends, and when the man was sick, the word shaker allowed a single teardrop to fall on his face. The tear was made of friendship - a single word - which dried and became a seed. When next the girl was in the forest, she planted that seed amongst the other trees. She watered it before and after every shift.