Dear diary,
We have made our way to a desert, and it is awful.
For me, anyway. Kallie-
Kallie glistens when she sweats. I melt into a gross puddle.
Anyway, they have a rather neat network of ropeways to make travelling easier, which Kallie insists on operating for me even though they aren't that hard to crank, because she is a lovable oaf.
A lovable, glistening, oaf.
With muscles that shimmer in the desert sun while she does so.
I need to get out of this heat before I faint.
(Lunaeris and Kallie are the protagonists of my story, Better Off Alone. I will be posting screenshots and minifics of their adventures because I am obsessed with my own OCs and there is no cure.)