That sounds beautiful. O.O
I . . . Try to ward away mosquitos that spawn in my front yard pond. Then I fall asleep listening to the soothing sounds of happy frogs.
Some people say frogs say ribbit, but they don't. They say "maaaaa." The first time I heard them, I thought my neighbors were keeping sheep in their backyard.
Edit: What did I do??! How was this monster summoned?
No, we have palm trees and slash pines around for shade. I kind of just stay inside with the air conditioner. It's my bestest friend. Though the heat isn't nearly as bad as cold. How do you guys survive that white stuff you refer to as "snow?" I saw some frost on the ground once. I nearly got frostbite. It was really intense.
Yes. That is definitely a thing, though.
If you think that's good, look up a wonderful invention called Mississippi mud cake.
I have that song memorized and sing it at least twice a day to myself . . . I think I may have a few issues.
"Actually," chimes in Maggie, "I think they'd both explode your head off." Then she looks around a bit more. "Oh. Conversation has moved on. Riiiiigggghhht. Well, I'll just . . ." She slouches lower behind Secret History.
Allomancy! You're back! You will be here when we both celebrate our one year shardiversary, right?
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*looks at own upvote/post ratio**feels guilty*
Find a sealed off basement to hide in.
Hear a thunk above me.
Walk into the kitchen alone and unarmed, asking "Is anyone there?"
Back slowly into a dark corner without looking behind me.
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Survival!