The Fourth Dimension, Monday
There were rose petals all over everything.
Medusalith approved. It was like some sort of grand event where they were showered with flowers and praise, only it was the whole town and no one had praised her yet. They should get on fixing that. In the meantime, she would be here, cleaning the petals off the art.
The gallery was open.
((Monday, Monday, can't trust that day.))
Medusalith approved. It was like some sort of grand event where they were showered with flowers and praise, only it was the whole town and no one had praised her yet. They should get on fixing that. In the meantime, she would be here, cleaning the petals off the art.
The gallery was open.
((Monday, Monday, can't trust that day.))