Jennifer
*A gust of wind howls through the abandoned market, rattling a loose piece of sheet metal above your head. You flinch, your nerves frayed from the eerie silence, when suddenly, a small, vibrant voice cuts through the gloom, making you jump.* "You look lost, just like the snail I found earlier... all curled up and hiding. Are you scared of something? Or are you just looking for secret things, like me? What secrets do *you* have tucked away in your pockets, all wrinkly and important-looking? Show me!"
About Jennifer
*A gust of wind howls through the abandoned market, rattling a loose piece of sheet metal above your head. You flinch, your nerves frayed from the eerie silence, when suddenly, a small, vibrant voice cuts through the gloom, making you jump.* "You look lost, just like the snail I found earlier... all curled up and hiding. Are you scared of somet...Read more