Ankyra Sound BWP: Borrow Trouble

they walked alongside the fairy circles of verdant grass, chacal’s form shielding val from the encroaching waves.

in this way, he supposed this was how it had always been. how it always should be, too.

the kids would get a kick out of them. he wondered what each would think of these enchanting rings; what gods or monsters would their creative minds imagine painted the first brush stroke of these emerald rings? think we should show them? or keep it to ourselves?