Ava left her shoe outside. Many, many roly-polys (what IS the plural of roly-poly?) decided to make a home there in the night. They chose it because it was so stinky it felt like home. Ava found them in the morning. She shared the good news with Eden, Lover of All Things Living. Eden decided to bring them inside and then let them go. Result: Many, many dead roly-polys in all corners of the house. Roly-polys, they travel far. May they rest in peace.
The Artist’s Journey, #19
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