Dragoncrest Cliffs turned to the max, can’t forget maxine

miette’s eyes rolled in her head. firstly, to be continuously referred to as ‘sobeille’; doing so made her feel patronized. secondly, none of what val imparted truly sunk in for the girl.

she eyed the patterns in the sand with initial disinterest. ’e trespassed. ‘e should be punished. came her thick reply. miette was ostensibly taciturn in this regard — she would have fit neatly in hammurabi’s culture.

val continued drawing. his doodles became recognizable shapes; miette inched closer, expression crossed. when val stepped back to assess his work in the sand, miette made his pains her prey — wickedly, she dashed a paw through the little family, singularly erasing the top halves of their bodies, leaving them headless in the sand.