Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27235572-20150909005347/@comment-27176535-20150909225626

Taylor walked around in circuls at the festival. A day and festival for all the things she love. The Grimm descendant wondered around the festive her head spining at all the places she could find. Authors, Authors, EVERY WHere. just like, her. Then her head shout up. She sat herself done next to the Perrault Girl's tent and pulled out a journal from her back pack. ''Maybe it's not too late to have my own little secetion. I am a Grimm. ''Taylor closed her eyes and tried to fous as much as she could. ''Lifary, take books from the lifary. Not the booths. ''She thought. mulitable books shot over to Taylor and she made her self a little table. Taking a Grimms Book, she put it in front so people would know that it was a Grimm's booth.