The Fabulous Emerald
It's never illogical to be fabulous
EmeraldGail, the forever young.
“No problem.”
With a simple wave of her arm, one of the small balls of fire moves towards Ren’s shoulder, to cast light onto the book. Gail herself floats over to the seat, and removes the ethereality she currently has casted on herself, causing her to land gently on the ground. She then sits next to him, still lighting up the room with her will-o’-the-wisps. After a few minutes of silence, she decides to pipe up.
“Anything interesting in that one?”
Roman
“No problem.”
With a simple wave of her arm, one of the small balls of fire moves towards Ren’s shoulder, to cast light onto the book. Gail herself floats over to the seat, and removes the ethereality she currently has casted on herself, causing her to land gently on the ground. She then sits next to him, still lighting up the room with her will-o’-the-wisps. After a few minutes of silence, she decides to pipe up.
“Anything interesting in that one?”