I'm not going to ask if you are sure, the Architect said, This is the least bizarre housing I was asked to conjure. Well, The Snow Queen said, I like it cold, my heart is set. The Architect built a castle of ice and marveled at the size. The Snow Queen dived into her bed of snow and said, I'm tired, would you also like to rest your head? No thanks, he replied, My boyfriend invited me to a dance. I'm going to go, but have fun with your castle and snow. She loved he was so devote, and gave him a big tip to buy himself a new...

Are you sure, the Architect asked, A house on chicken legs? That seems structurally like a cow that walks on eggs. I'm sure, Baba Yaga said, It'll come in handy when I need to relocate. The Architect did as he was told; build a house of chicken legs, and wondered why he kept asking his clients about their likings. The witch was happy and started to house-walk away, but the Architect noticed, Hey, you didn't...!

Are you sure? The Architect asked, Actually, I just need to find my rasp, I'm sure, Goldi The Picklock said, This house will be just right. Not too big or too small, and no bear in sight. The Architect was glad she wanted to settle, build a ladder and ignored her jabber. Goldi The Picklock was talking about oats and beds and how Snow White never had to deal with the speckle. The Architect erected the ladder into the clouds, where his resilient client went into the castle to deal with the...

The more of me you take, the more you leave behind. You can walk in me to follow a ghost, yet I never move an inch. I am a silent guide to where you are going, born only when your sole is pressed. What am I?

If you find yourself in trouble, send this out to guide help, on the double! It can also serve as a less tangible thing, known for the feelings of joy it can bring.