Through The Living Glass

When Niamh awoke, her skin was damp, her clothes were rumpled, and her hair and eyelashes were speckled with dew. She yawned sleepily and stretched, noting that the sun was barely peaking over the horizon. She swung her legs off the hammock and slipped her boots on, changed her outfit, and combed her hair. Then she grabbed her instruments and the tin cup (which she had emptied into her coin pouch the night before), and headed back into the tavern. She opened the door and found Robert walking into the back room. "Hey, Rob," she called, amused. "How 'bout something to eat?"

HAHAHA *kick*

*slaps with other hand* GOOD THING

*slap*

Yep, Dwagon

Dwagon

YES. A good tomato has a strong, rich flavor and isn't over sweet. Or bitter-something was definitely wrong with that tomato plant...

... "WHAT??"

Well that's no good. A small glass marble fell out of Shoe's pocket and rolled just beyond his reach. Ah! He tried to mime to Nogard to smash the marble.

"WHAT?!"

"GAK-"

Shoe touched the ceiling. His hand sank into it. Hmm.

No. Are they good?

*gets hit with pillow* "HEY!" *throws harder pillow*

And YET

STORY TIME So at FSY last month there were these turkey sandwiches with tomatoes on them and nobody else in my company like tomatoes so I had a huge pile of tomatoes they gave me and I ate them all and they were so good. So yes I love tomatoes.

HAAAAAAH!! YES I LOVE IT Nice one @Snapdragon *fist bump* *realization* Wait @The Bookwyrm you have a map of Roshar in you room? Is it wall mounted?

*sigh* Yeah, I kinda saw that coming ngl