The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
Peter was punching a punching bag. Or rather he was punching through the back. There were several discarded punching bags each of them with holes. Peter only needed one punch to out his fist through."Ok I'll try to" sage said. She went to see what Peter was up to before she got some rest.
"Okay" she went to grab one.
"Come on Hizako time for our trip." She said
Bad Ben was eating some chili fries.
"Trip? What trip?" He asked.