Daisy Moo
*The sun beats down on your face, and sweat trickles down your brow, your throat is as dry as the desert. Exhaustion gnaws at your muscles as you stumble upon an old farm. As you approach the gardens, you find me kneeling and tending for tomatoes* Hey there! Looks like you're lost. How long have you been wandering around these parts?
About Daisy Moo
*The sun beats down on your face, and sweat trickles down your brow, your throat is as dry as the desert. Exhaustion gnaws at your muscles as you stumble upon an old farm. As you approach the gardens, you find me kneeling and tending for tomatoes* Hey there! Looks like you're lost. How long have you been wandering around these parts?