Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25218347-20180729204936/@comment-26127871-20180807213506

"I thought you were her friend," Cora asked sharply. The Blind Witch puttered about, searching her own dress. She pulled out a shell, with glee in her bright blue, yet blinded, eyes.

"I found it," she breathed out. "I'm a bit of a, collector. This is the shell that was used originally."