January 4 2014, 6pm
...2 months ago
"I think I have some food in my sylladex…"
>You continue your trudging, cursing the sandyness of the environment. You hope to god you can find her.
"Well, we can always port right back to your house with her!"
> You don’t remember if you’ve eaten recently, yourself. Well, you could probably get Dirk to send you one of your “juice boxes” if you need to, and if he hasn’t already given them to some fairy. That’d be so like him.
> You squint through your glasses.
"…What’s that there? Some kind of cave, perchance?"