"Frosty, we need to talk" Flora said, they had to do something about the weaver.
"What?... of course" He muttered, scratching at some spot on his head.
She had no idea what they were going to do about the weaver always been in his head and listening in on their conversations but whatever it was, she was sure Frosty was going to be in agreement.
The meeting ended with mixed feelings but with everyone knowing their duties, they had to hold the fort till their master returned
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Amanda stood still while the woman approached her; her gown billowing in the wind giving her such stunning appearance. She stopped in front of her with a smile playing on her lips.
"How do I know you are my mother" Amanda asked, confused at the sudden clarity.
"I guess this place tells you things or makes you aware of things you wouldn't be aware of on a normal day."
"Where is this place?" Amanda asked, looking around.
