[How could she ever decline an invitation from him? Taking a seat in the greens, she breathes in deeply.]
So in the end, the desert led to a swamp... I would never have guessed that.
[She gently runs her hands through the herbs. Despite being back to that incorporeal state of feeling no hunger, pain, or exhaustion, she can sense the leaves on her skin as if she were still alive.]
You did link them! Alas, Frieda doesn't know better...
So in the end, the desert led to a swamp... I would never have guessed that.
[She gently runs her hands through the herbs. Despite being back to that incorporeal state of feeling no hunger, pain, or exhaustion, she can sense the leaves on her skin as if she were still alive.]
Do you like it here?