Dragoncrest Cliffs starcrash

things got monumentally worse. val marinated in his own failure as meerkat moved off. she’d excused herself politely enough, and she had much bigger things on her mind than a manboychild who barely even knew his own family. what did he look like in meerkat’s eyes?

feeling infinitesimally small, val remained rooted at the spot. for once he did have the good sense to stay still, but he felt no matter which he did it would still be the wrong answer.

bye. call on me when you want that walk. by now meerkat may or may not be out of earshot, but at least he’d tried. feebly.

with his docket suddenly cleared, val supposed now was a good time to check out the lake. he’d worry about bears and awkward brother reunions later.