The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
Peter walked into the house using Eris as support. LumaThePhoenix Musicnotes"Hey maddy" Allyson said opening the door. "Scout needs people to speak to the judge for him. What do you say?" Maddy was still sitting on her bed, looking somewhat tired as she was still healing her eye. "Sure...hey Allyson how does this look?" She slowly moves her hand, revealing her eye. It only looked red, otherwise normal. Allyson walked over. "Looks pretty good." She sat next to her. "Just a bit red. Does it hurt?" Maddy nods. "A little". Allyson hands her the icepack. " here " maddy smiled. "Thanks"