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Sybil had marshmallows for supper because she didn’t catch any fish for the day. Things did not go as planned.
Sybil: No one told me this spongy sugar substance was flammable. (▰˘︹˘▰)
Sybil: Ah well, at least I still have my trusty holo-computer.
Newspaper Kid: What… is that thing?
Sybil: Begone, earth child. Your backwards headgear offends me.
SO uh… guess that midnight sun challenge I was thinking about doing earlier is a go. :D
You’ve already met Sybil, she’s going to be my founder. As you might be able to tell, she’s not from around this side of the galaxy and has now found herself stranded on Calling Cay, a beautiful little world by pleyita.
Arwen and Thorin spent their Saturday afternoon at the park. Thorin made friends with a brightly-colored bird, and Arwen set out to rake up a pile of leaves to jump in. That is, until some bitter old man (who, evidently, bathes in the tears of children) took the leaves and threw ‘em away. ヽ༼ ಠ益ಠ ༽ﾉ