Noctisardor Bypass i’m a soccer mom in the spring

mahler watched the boy kick the stone. he was reminded of marble and of calcifer, the former of whom had dispersed too early. he could only hope that they had found a safe place to grow.
"vhat sort of things do you like to do?" the gargoyle asked.
his own wide paw touched a rock. he paused to push it down into the water.