Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44540575-20200122044640/@comment-43432691-20200123171636

Angelica transmitted back to tia. you have nothing to be sorry for. then she sang a small verse.

she didn't know how she came to think of it. she never heared it before- wait. all of a sudden, a scene filled her mind. her, with her family, in a nice mansion with, were those dwarves? the dwarves gave her mother, now dressed in nice clothing, a peiec of paper with an old poem. the dwarves left and her mother sang the verse to her and her sister, also dressed nicly. the same erse she had just sung! what the h*** is going on? angelica thought. she didn't remember this, she grew up in a drty hovel, and her family always wore rags!