Archive of Our Own

It's said those in need of someone to talk to should head to the shore of Lake Harriet and look for a specific tree, an ash, nondescript in everyway save the six inch door with brass hinges and lion’s head door knocker found at the base of its trunk. Leave a note inside for Mr. Little Guy, its resident elf, and return in a few days.

He always responds, whether it's answering questions, easing fears, or applauding accomplishments. Each note ends "enjoy the summer, i believe in you."

Some keep their replies, some don't, but they always walk away smiling.