Zipitio is older than the rocks, even older than the river, but he doesn’t seem old. He is only as big as a child. He wears a tall black hat and has a round shiny stomach. His feet point backwards and his toes sport long pointy nails, and when you look at him you don’t know if he is coming or going. But there is no real need to be afraid of him. He hides down by the river. The only time you will see him is when he falls in love.