Verdigris Ravine im spending my summer time after time crying again

he'd traversed and found the smell of his own.

a verdant ravine, laced with scent—but not so many individuals that made him too nervous to cross and follow the chocolate-coated girl that meandered within.

if push came to shove, he could talk his way out of it.

madame, he called to her. is this your home? who else lives here? i'm in need of assistance—

and put on his best wounded look, looking sorry and weak and unkempt.