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02-06-2017, 01:56 PM
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mathèo
I had a dream about a burning house. You were stuck inside, I couldn't get you out I lay beside you and pulled you close. And the two of us went up in smoke The sun-drenched boy pondered the Yeti's request for only a moment, before scampering off. It seemed many had the same idea as he did, for when Theo returned with a large clump of moss tucked beneath his wings, he immediately saw that a number of others were creating pillows out of almost the same substance. He frowned slightly, but knew that there wasn't any more time to go and get anything else. Theo swallowed hard, feeling defeated. He nosed the pillow made of hearth-moss towards the Yeti, a ghost of his normal boyish exuberance on his face. "This is the only place that hearth moss grows." He said, his well-educated voice trembling slightly. "A-and if you get cold up here, you can nibble on some of it, and it will warm you up." He finished, trying hard to smile through the blanket of failure he felt suddenly coating his slender shoulders. Thèo brings HEARTH MOSS which is indigenous to the area. It warms you up when you eat it! Thèo would like a rougarou! One prior refusal. |
