Bringing out a square shaped box, with tiny plastic demarcating the inside, which doesn't leave the chance, for the needles created, to miss up with each other.
They're lots of them, which look uncountable. Reaching for the bamboo table she was sitting on earlier, she sat down in front of them and placed the needles box on the table, so that she wouldn't need to strain her neck by sagging it too much.
Her eyes shone with excitement, which comes naturally, because this is one of the things she enjoyed doing the most.
She reached for a notebook, which contains different names and descriptions of the animals she used their toxin and the spot in which, the needles for each of them lies, which she illustrated numerically.
She picked the one from a tiny snake, she saw and nearly turned a blind eye on, but then the snake tried to bite her.
