 PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main():
Right outside the office, where Jake was patiently waiting for Minister Taylor and his boss, a white owl flew in through the open door and made its way towards the man with a note attached to it's leg. Quickly holding out his hand for Sky to slow down, Jake swiftly untied the note and sent the owl off back to his office where he had a regular spot on his fireplace.
Reading the note, Jake's first reaction was immediate relief. First of all - no one's going to die. Second - . . . Well, he couldn't really say everything was ok, but things certainly did look a little -just a TINY bit- better than before.
Sighing, Jake resumed his leaning position on the wall and succumbed to his thoughts as he waited impatiently for the two women to let him back in.
__________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________
but I don't have to write them in ink_____
_____________I could still change the end |