No matter how she searched, turning her space upside down, she couldn't find her pitchfork. She was sure that she hadn't left it behind. Even during the last sinkhole incident, the pitchfork was with her!
Her breathing became a little heavy as she stared at the pitchfork in Cassias' hand. She wouldn't pull that thing out of her inner space during her sleep, did she?
She couldn't remember.
"Kaz… is this pitchfork yours?" She asked carefully.
Little Cassias brought the tall pitchfork, which was taller than himself. He was clutching it with ease.
Upon hearing Zerra's question, he lifted his eyebrows and nodded. "I have been using this pitchfork for a while."
She scrunched her little face when she heard that. If he said that, it meant he had been using even before she came to his place. They had only met yesterday…
"What's wrong with this thing?" Cassias raised the pitchfork. When Zerra approached him, he held it out for her to see.
