The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
Sans sighed and walked up to her. "hey i'm short so i need you to get down to eye level with me."Lydia was sipping a cup of water and looked up when she saw the skeleton. She gave a sad smile and a shudder, and sipped on her water. You didn't notice it at first, but Lydia's mom was wearing earbuds that were plugged into some kind of IPod. It was a medley of nature signs, Lydia knew. It's hard to think about your dead husband and betraying son when the sounds of the ocean are blasted into your ears over the reading of a passionate love story.
The remaining men looked at their friends. "Oh fuck this shit I'm out!" One yelled as they ran away. Then young girl attempted to hide from Kala." you did not just call me that." Her shadow wrapped around one of the men. Kala summonsed her Ragman which grabbed another. "Now the rest of you either leave or im turning you all to frogs."