@weatherbornkiss
{{🍖}} “Dragon Amist the Storm, huh …”
A quiet pause as she took in the poem she had found on the ground, giving it a quiet read through.
“It … it’s good. But I don’t get it.” She murmured, holding the paper closer, as if that would help divine the meaning.
“ Ahhhh! “
In came the goddess, swiping the paper from her. Her face was ever an
elegant shade of red.
“ D-D-Don’t look at that! “
{{🍖}} “W-Whoa! Marie?!”
A surprised gasp from Chie as the paper was ripped from her hands, leaving her blinking in surprise. It was rare to see Marie so emotional, especially over a harmless piece of paper. Ohhhhhhh, was this-
“Marie . . . did you write that poem?”












