Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-2601:647:4000:5CE0:A4B0:5218:958B:2A27-20191127062912/@comment-44390494-20191202024015

Lia recovered the once beautiful wet, brown-leather book from the damp grass, holding it out with her arm streched at its maximum. "Why do you always have to do this to me . . . " She grumbled, then spotted the shimmering alicorns grazing peacefully a few meters away, her face lightling up with a smile.