Lion Head Mesa Take your time, and consume all of it

Only if you aren’t convincing enough. Fennec replied, wryly countering the first statement almost instinctually. Some might take issue with it but she had a hard time making hard claims about things like this anymore. Obviously she felt strongly about lies - the last few weeks were a painful reminder - but sometimes a lie was at least something to hold onto. Her fortunes more often than not became this.

I’ve always enjoyed stories, but I’m shit at telling them. Apparently “stuff that gets everywhere, and I mean everywhere” isn’t the most poetic way to describe a beach. Truth is overrated I guess. She huffed a silent laugh of her own, then focused her ears on Makono again. The ground had transitioned to more bare terrain, dirt mixed with patched stone.

You can do basic. Or you can surprise me; worst story you’ve ever heard? It had been too long since she’d heard a proper twisted tale. Bad endings, monstrous murders, horrific creatures. Akashingo had to have something like that. (Parents not included - she knew that story already).