the round eyes twinkle; maggak, a book of a million questions, ponders yet again the mysterious words of her grandmother.
but that was not for a long time, so everyone could hope. maggak slouches, and her jaws part in a wide yawn. she had one last question.
the strange marks on the mountain, the day moonspear fell. is that what broke your leg?why did bad things happen to good people?
maybe i was put here to protect moonspear, because others have hurt it in the past,her lips scrunch curiously.
all of our villages.
but that was not for a long time, so everyone could hope. maggak slouches, and her jaws part in a wide yawn. she had one last question.
can i stay with you tonight?
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RE: touch - by Maggak - March 05, 2024, 06:59 PM