The Fold of Being

"The Fold of Life? It sounds interesting... I suppose I'll try it."
A green toad, sitting on his small desk a little ways off of a hand made origami castle.
A regal purple piece of paper spread out in front of him.
A book with the forbidden 'Fold of Life' resting to the left of him.
"He can sit upon my castle!"
The green toad had spent hours figuring out the right design for his little origami creation. He managed to fold the creation before the sky turned dark.
"Oh," said the toad, admiring his work. His smile fell as he realized that his creation was not moving. "Have I done something wrong?"
The toad wondered if something other than love was required for the forbidden technique. He looked around his work space, his eyes darting from his paper working tools to a random pen lying inches away from his left arm.
"Ah, perhaps this will work..."