Mudminnow River every hermit crab needs a shell

he felt he had said all he could on the creek. "it's v-very l-lovely," lestan offered. "set j-just right, and c-controls water which fl-flows d-down from the m-mountains."
a moment of no words. "i s-searched f-for my d-daughter a l-long wh-while. i was s-sick th-the whole t-time with w-worry. i did f-find her, however."
hope; he offered it on proverbial outstretched palm, the honeyblue of his tired eyes glimmering for a moment with a boyish humour.
"m-maybe as we w-walk, you c-could ask qu-questions," the mayfair suggested, glancing once in the direction of the creek.