Anansi's introductions started with the grand scope and then gradually narrowed in on their subject. It was a fascinating storytelling technique that Bragi had never come across before and he found it fascinating.
The god of stories had stopped, which Bragi assumed meant it was his turn to add to what was already a very good start. A new world across the sea was rich with storytelling opportunity. It was almost too broad for Bragi if they were creating this story specifically for one person. "Can you guess what this place was?" Bragi asked the little girl in the bed. She nibbled her lip. "Was it Africa?" she asked. Bragi smiled. Clearly the story about the black snake had appealed to her more than she might have let on.
For the girls benefit he looked surprised and then beamed. "Clever girl. You figured out that in order for Anansi to know this story as well as he does, it must have happened in the land where he is from. It was in Africa. Can you guess where he would have wanted to explore?"
The little girl tilted her head for a moment. Her brow furrowed while she contemplated. "A palace?" she asked, "to find a princess?"
Bragi sighed but smiled, and shook his head slightly. "You know Pegasus too well. You might as well be the one telling this story. He was looking for a palace and a princess. You know why? Because Pegasus is the son of the King of the Sea. That makes him a prince in his own right. But he's the only winged horse prince in Greece. Being unique like that probably makes Pegasus feel very special, but sometimes it's also lonely, I'd imagine." He paused. "Anansi is from Africa. I've never been there myself. I bet he could describe Pegasus's journey and the palace he found better than I could."