"Haven't seen...love, we need to get you a bathtub on wheels. You're really missin' out." Linking his thumbs together and fanning his fingers to make a rough butterfly, the snake flapped it around for dramatic effect. "Well all butterflies have powder on'em y'see. It's how they pollenate. Only these gold ones don't just have regular powder, but real gold, like I'said." Dropping his fingers, James picked up some sand and let it gently fly away not unlike the fine dust he was describing. "Y'never can quite get enough of the powder to do much with it, much some of the ladies and lads too like t'put it on their eyelids. Make 'em look all flashy and whatnot." It certainly sounded like the sort of thing which might be true.
Watching as the stones were removed, James hissed in a shocked breath. "D'ya think those are eggs?" James wondered, all raised eyebrows and surprised looks. "Could be anythin' in them."
Watching as the stones were removed, James hissed in a shocked breath. "D'ya think those are eggs?" James wondered, all raised eyebrows and surprised looks. "Could be anythin' in them."
{steps on my own emotions and grinds
them into the dirt with my heel} anyways.
them into the dirt with my heel} anyways.
