Jan 17, 2017
Not all who wander were lost, but he knew he was lost. Arazel decided to ask the next person he saw about where he and they were. “Excuse me, would you happen to know where we are?”Not long after he made his decision, someone got into his field of vision, and Arazel walked towards them, hands at his sides and asking his question when he figured he would be heard and noticed.
Candyman looks over to the person who came to him, asking a bit of a curious question. Where were they? “You’re on Stanford Street of X City, United States!” Candyman announces happily to the other, putting his hands together. “Are you not from around here?”