Noe
If you fail to plan, you plan to fail
Strategy sets the scene for the tale
Strategy sets the scene for the tale
Noe laughed at that, trying to remember if Lyra had ever had younger children when Noe had been around. Not that the girl had paid that close of attention - she and Cailyn had always been self-centered in the way of teenagers, marching to the beat of their own drums to the exclusion of those around them.
The girl reached over to grab a clean spoon, then snagged a bit of batter. Her eyebrows shot up as she tasted it. ”Careful - I might be willing to lick the table. That’s really good.” she said, placing the spoon in the dirty pile and handing over the chopped pineapple.
The girl reached over to grab a clean spoon, then snagged a bit of batter. Her eyebrows shot up as she tasted it. ”Careful - I might be willing to lick the table. That’s really good.” she said, placing the spoon in the dirty pile and handing over the chopped pineapple.
I'm the wind in our free-flowing sails
And the liquor in our cocktails
And the liquor in our cocktails
