Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20170602072721/@comment-30014014-20170604220253

''Eventually, Kaiula end up falling asleep, directly on the floor of the forge. No sheets, no bed, save for a pack of grass growing under her dozzing body. As she does, a singular butterfly wih the inner layer of its wings purple makes its presence known, nested on the greenery of her hair.''