Everest
Ever might have remained all afternoon, were it not for the voice of his father calling out from the crowd. Flushing, the boy frowns. "Sorry...I have to go. But it was...well, books that taught me." He explains with a rather boyish shrug. 'I like to read.' Ever adds, as if something about his explanation needed to be qualified.
"Thanks for making these. And for the mint." Grabbing his mother's tools, it's with a bright and genuine smile that the boy grins up at the Hammer, before pushing himself back out into the street to meet up with his father.
~FIN.
"Thanks for making these. And for the mint." Grabbing his mother's tools, it's with a bright and genuine smile that the boy grins up at the Hammer, before pushing himself back out into the street to meet up with his father.
~FIN.
But if the song never stopped, it wouldn't have any magic
So even though it's gotta end, I'll keep singing along
So even though it's gotta end, I'll keep singing along
