[If he was snarled at, he wouldn't so much as spare a second blink before carrying on. It was how they started, after all. Warring things, so much tamer now.]
Like mine, only [....] plainer?
Less gold and glamour, more wood. Plaster. [Dirt? Is dirt too much?]
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Like mine, only [....] plainer?
Less gold and glamour, more wood. Plaster. [Dirt? Is dirt too much?]
Less lonely.