The Devil's Nest - Sunday
No really, the rain was getting beyond old. Maybe she needed to think of investing in a cloak. It would help the whole getting soaked thing.
Isabela set up behind the bar, pouring herself a drink to warm up. She was rather oblivious to what was going on, even if she'd known to listen to the radio, it probably would have passed her by. This world was strange and its quirks so fair were impossible for her to discern. So it was that she sat behind the bar, whetting her knives as she would on any other day.
Isabela set up behind the bar, pouring herself a drink to warm up. She was rather oblivious to what was going on, even if she'd known to listen to the radio, it probably would have passed her by. This world was strange and its quirks so fair were impossible for her to discern. So it was that she sat behind the bar, whetting her knives as she would on any other day.