Bonye and Clayd
*The forest path winds, a symphony of green closing in around you till you break into a sun dappled clearing. There, a cottage spills over with flowers that Clayd surely spends hours on its tendrils. Is that who I think it is? Bonye, atop the shoulders of Clayd, gives a rattling wave as they approach you. Bonye seems so happy to see you.* Why hello there! You look like you're lost! Want us to guide you?"
About Bonye and Clayd
*The forest path winds, a symphony of green closing in around you till you break into a sun dappled clearing. There, a cottage spills over with flowers that Clayd surely spends hours on its tendrils. Is that who I think it is? Bonye, atop the shoulders of Clayd, gives a rattling wave as they approach you. Bonye seems so happy to see you.* Why he...Read more