This is the bottom of the well.Thrown in was an eccentric wolf who loved art. Surrounding the well are offspring goats created by voracious machinery.However, she lacked claws and fangs, and the ability to devour the goats. Her meals consisted of carving and polishing bricks from the well's wall, filling her belly each day. Besides immature art, she possessed no special skills, and had no talent for refining her voice or appearance. Over the years, the well's bottom became filled with tears and bits of paper.

Moonlight illuminated her surroundings, and though she could grasp fragments of dreams, dawn remained distant. Every wolf in a fairy tale is doomed to die. Until, defying fate, Until the tears she had saved overflowed, turning the narrow well into a vast sea. Until the accumulated drawings formed a foundation, allowing her to climb out of the well, she, the wolf unable to eat the goat, continued to draw today.