She looked over at his sleeping form.
He wasn’t even supposed to travel this far, Berryl contemplated, shaking her head in amusement as she sipped on her tea quietly.
Cone tea, he had called it.
She blushed faintly in the moonlight, studying the berry that floated along the surface, stubbornly refusing to join its brethren. A weary traveller through her domain… Continue reading “An unexpected visitor”