Knell tilts her head, palm reaching out to shove back the hair that attempts to fall into her face so she can look properly at the man. "'Ages ago'? How long? A year? Two?" Her head tilts the other way, intrigued by the other part of his comment. "What did she do?" Dygra can do anything, but he's felt everything so vague, and she hungers to know more. How many bones? Why did he see so many? Would it happen again?
She takes his sage advice with a nod of her head, muttering quietly, "Books." Time would obviously flow the same no matter how she attempts to slow or rush it, so she turns to the other aspect of his recommendation, valuing his input with a smile and an excited flick of her blood red tail tip. "Which books should I read next?"
She takes his sage advice with a nod of her head, muttering quietly, "Books." Time would obviously flow the same no matter how she attempts to slow or rush it, so she turns to the other aspect of his recommendation, valuing his input with a smile and an excited flick of her blood red tail tip. "Which books should I read next?"
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