
As the smoke reaches where the clouds gather, the traveler knew it was his fate to move forward and find the source of his power. The comfort of familiarity and sustenance all but crashing before him into a pudding at hi…
NEIGHHHH ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ. My brain instantly goes to little house on …
sounds like sans
nitty gritt
we makin it out the kingdom to this one
