When she refused the scissors, Quanil nodded. "Right you are. Okay then. I'll cut the waves out next." Couldn't fault that logic. Little Miss Seren hadn't even known Maea. They just hadn't wanted her to get bored. They went back to cutting out the last seashell.
"What sort of stories did your mama tell you? I like stories a lot." Very very true, and also possibly helpful. Their eyes were focused on their paper as they cut carefully, trying to stay on the lines. "It's always nice to hear new stories, too, or the same story from another perspective."
"What sort of stories did your mama tell you? I like stories a lot." Very very true, and also possibly helpful. Their eyes were focused on their paper as they cut carefully, trying to stay on the lines. "It's always nice to hear new stories, too, or the same story from another perspective."
