As they strolled toward the Awakening Field, each bite of their ice cream diminished, leaving Martha utterly charmed by the delightful taste. Her eyes sparkled with wonder as she turned to Onver, her excitement apparent.
"Onver, what is this? It's cool, soft, and smooth, just like fluffy beasts!"
Onver and Captain, who were silently savouring their ice creams, found themselves momentarily stunned by Martha's unexpected comparison. How could she equate these two entirely different things?
Captain, attempting to ease the situation, cleared his throat and wiped his mouth. "You both are heading for the Awakening Field, right?"
Martha, still sporting creamy lips and cheeks, nodded enthusiastically, resembling a chicken with its head full of cream.
