Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3991308-20150724064603/@comment-26807691-20150724085833

Mathilde ducked under an awning and found herself on the main street of Book End, exactly where she wanted to be. As was her oh-so-prestigious heritage, the young girl's leather messenger bag was full of matches. Mathilde hurried to the corner of the street, sat down, and opened her bag, hoping to attract people who, for some reason, wanted to buy a handful of matches. Maybe, if she sold enough today, she could go to the Tea Shoppe and relax for once. On the other hand, maybe not. Any establishment run by a Wonderlandian was sure to be anything but relaxing.