Tanya, you were sitting, enjoying the morning sun, the soft grass in the shade of a tree, and the purring of a cat, when suddenly you heard a heavy, resonant, but kind voice from above.
- I hope you're comfortable? - You looked up to see who said it, but all you saw above you was the crown of the tree. And the eyes of the tree, looking at you. THE EYES OF THE TREE?!
And yet... it seems that this... tree... isn't going to attack me. Then, according to the rules of etiquette, I should say hello =)
I smiled shyly - Oh yes, quite! Good morning...
Лидер клана "Из многих единое"
Приключения – это сплошные неприятности, только про них почему-то потом интересно вспоминать...