Eunice took her snake warily, wrinkling her nose. It wasn't slimy like she expected; she hoped that what her professor said was true, that it wouldn't hurt her. Putting her things away slowly (not taking her eyes off the snake), she finally made her way out of the classroom with the snake snuggled into a pocket in her book bag.
__________________ White shores are calling... You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. We are proud to fight alongside men once more. ...You and I will meet again I <3 you, all my SS friends. Namarie! |