Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26191607-20160820021957/@comment-27115455-20170802200412

Angie looks up at him and gives him a little smile. "Well, when Raven grows up and becomes the Good Witch, we, uh... Queen she wants to be, maybe she can do something about this! And then it will be better!" Angie struggled in her fabric, getting a happy tingly feeling. "Like a magic bandaid!" she giggled. She just loved the thought of helping people.

As they kept walking, Angie thought she something through the trees. "What's that?" Angie mumbled, as she pushed away some branches and peered through the foliage. Her face scrunched as she tried to make what she was seeing in the distance, but she was very aware of her horrid vision. She turned back to Scythe. "Hey, Scythe! Do you know what that is?" she asked him, pointing to the space with her thumb.