Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170224211505/@comment-26854056-20170226172430

Ducky took the jar eagerly, peering out of the bush once again.

The garden was slowly being filled with small fireflies, each one like a burning ember floating through the wind. The swarm rested on the willow's branches and the tall, swaying grass around it, creating the illusion that fairy lights were strung up all over the place. The child grinned, pushing her helmet back on her head as she tripped over the bush, getting up unfazed with a butterfly net and the "deadly" jam jar in hand.