mossy-daisyâ:
âGood, good.â Daisyâs feet played in the water as her hands gripped at the grass. âThen we will be good friends.â
âI could use a few more friends, I think.â Vyrnal said, offering the other a small smile. She had people she could count on in this town, but with others dropping like flies around her, she never really knew where she could stand with people.















