A small snake slithers up to you, wherever you may be. It’s beige with black scales scattered about its body, and its movements are quick. It holds a neatly folded piece of paper in its mouth, and if you should so choose to unfold it, it would read as thus: “Limited shop next to the fountain! Come buy things from across the world!”
-🐍💲 (@corail-avide)
{ Constance would stop before the snake, taking the paper gently and thanking it quietly. }
{ Reading the contents she would pause, looking down the path she came before looking ahead to the train in the distance. Couldn't hurt to check it out, and so... She makes her trek back down towrds the fountain. }










