Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20190106223825/@comment-37523810-20190109054232

He found a metal bucket, probably for bringing water back to the house. “Yes, I suppose so...” Myuu would step outside with the mussels for a minute before bringing them back, seeming to have been washed now. “I hope you don’t mind me asking, but... why do you write all of this in a journal?”

“Some of these look like ancient designs. Did you create all of them yourself?”