I can't believe creatures like them do that kind of thing" Aras gave me a white camellia.
"For what?" I'm confused.
"I'm just passing someone's message, that's my job here now."
After saying that, he left us. I went back to thinking about the black creature that Aras was referring to, and he said he owed me a favor. Remind me of the time I helped a creature when Antonie took me 40 years ago. I couldn't believe that simple kindness. She kept thinking about it.
Ane seemed to be still in shock even when Aras left. I took her in and gave her a glass of water. He sat in a wooden chair not far from the potato storage. "He's really level?!" he asked for the umpteenth time, and I nodded in the affirmative. Aras, for the first time, step on someone else to see it. Aras is not a creature that can be seen like you see a chicken.
