Hmm... what could this be? · 12:47am Mar 29th, 2017
⤟ About two weeks later ⤠
Grinning, Written Word bounded through the powdery falling snow, whomping along as fast as her six legs would take her. Not far behind her was Freckle Speckle, who shouted for Written Word to stop. Of course, the tiufel spawn didn’t stop, but kept going, because running felt good.