The next day, still aiming to get more moss for her bedding, Mahlan once again plunged her hand without fear, pulling out...hey, it's another kind of flower. That makes it twice she gotten flowers outta this strangely wet stockings.
Well, it's not that bad. Since fresh flowers like this are kinda hard to get in winter...that's right, where did all of this items came from, anyway? Too bad the monster boil can't be conversed with...
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
