06-26-2022, 10:06 PM
THE FLAMES LICK AT MY FEET
the woman was working hard on a new potion. this one was to treat the flu. she was worried about needing it in this weather. so, she was rattling jars and shifting through her stuff. she moved in a bit ago and was working hard to settle in.
though, with jer feeling ill, she was now trying to help where she could. she had mixtures to try and was wondering if it was a mild flu. yet, it seemed more like a poison. one that would need to run its course. she could not be sure.
"speech"
though, with jer feeling ill, she was now trying to help where she could. she had mixtures to try and was wondering if it was a mild flu. yet, it seemed more like a poison. one that would need to run its course. she could not be sure.
"speech"
teef
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