[ Olivia, girl, where you at! Guess what; it doesn't matter; Koltira's mirror tells him. So, wherever that is, Olivia will wake up a day or so after the explosion to find a flat, smooth piece of rainbow eucalyptus waiting for her. Carved into the wood is her own silhouette, in the middle of a dance. Arms lifted gracefully above her head, body spinning, hair flowing. The detail is crisp and careful, the lines dug deep into the colorful wood.
delivery; shortly after the boom boom
NO NOTE. ]