Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44676266-20200120063852/@comment-44640489-20200120221321

(hehe. I'm back.) While Esme was waiting for Mr. Forkle to go, she saw an odd crystal. It was quartz, but looked painted. She queitly twisted it off the chandelair. It WAS paint. She stratched the paint off and saw its true color. It was blue. A light leaping crystal to the forrbiden cities. "Las Vegas." She whispered. (Yes, she finally learned the name.) Then she light leaped away.