"Thankya," Ecgleofu mumbled and swallowed the combination. It tasted bitter, but she took it all anyway.
"Anyway," she went on, "I think I'll be leaving again soon. I have places to be, and this was never meant to be any more than a stopover."
"Thankya," Ecgleofu mumbled and swallowed the combination. It tasted bitter, but she took it all anyway.
"Anyway," she went on, "I think I'll be leaving again soon. I have places to be, and this was never meant to be any more than a stopover."
That kind old lady stopped the rain for us.
She said it would only make us cold, and miserable, and sick.
We thanked her and hugged her and she walked away smiling warmly.
I miss the puddles...
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