Pihu
As the spirit explained its ideas of fairness, Pihu's eyes narrowed. Pushing the mancala set closer to the water's edge with one foot, she would try to back away a few steps. "I suppose that's as good a definition as any," she replied. Inclining her head in the direction of the voice, she would try to wring water out of her shirt as well.
Her efforts turned out to be for naught as she was drenched a second time. Groaning, she let go of her clothes and raised her hands, palms out, towards the water. "Okay, okay, ye've won! I don't think anyone, myself included, would say ye haven't won this game."
Her efforts turned out to be for naught as she was drenched a second time. Groaning, she let go of her clothes and raised her hands, palms out, towards the water. "Okay, okay, ye've won! I don't think anyone, myself included, would say ye haven't won this game."
They say these are the golden years
But I wish I could disappear
But I wish I could disappear
