we have been in the carriage for a while. After about an hour or so, we arrive at our location: our new..dorm-ish thing. Not something mystic flour or dark cacao are used to. They get out, and once they grab their belongings, the carriage dissapears. They go inside. Dark cacao: hm. It's so small. | Mystic flour: i could see that.
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