Ben Brickson
Delving Day
Finally feeling refreshed, Priscilla Bramblewhisk decides to enjoy another outdoor saunter, and hopes it is a quiet journey. She follows one of her favorite, tried and true paths, until it no longer seems the same as it was....
"A mushroom?... but red?
You're a new friend in my forest," Priscilla mutters to herself continuing onward.
"Well, see, I was just a mushroom. But then I, well, I think became more alive? I always alive before, but now I'm just.." (The tiny mushroom babbles on for sometime, while Priscilla has tuned out the little thing).
"But why?" She finally interrupts.
"Oh! Well. I don't know. I don't know much as you see I am but a wee mushroom..." (more babbling).
Delving Day
Finally feeling refreshed, Priscilla Bramblewhisk decides to enjoy another outdoor saunter, and hopes it is a quiet journey. She follows one of her favorite, tried and true paths, until it no longer seems the same as it was....
"A mushroom?... but red?
You're a new friend in my forest," Priscilla mutters to herself continuing onward.
"Well, see, I was just a mushroom. But then I, well, I think became more alive? I always alive before, but now I'm just.." (The tiny mushroom babbles on for sometime, while Priscilla has tuned out the little thing).
"But why?" She finally interrupts.
"Oh! Well. I don't know. I don't know much as you see I am but a wee mushroom..." (more babbling).