Book. Any muse ya like!
Admittedly, Kasby didn’t know how to read. So he was just staring at the pages the other was silently reading and thank goodness there were at least some pictures. At least he wouldn’t be completely lost whenever the book is talked about later.
The purple puffling stared at one picture in particular with a warrior wielding a staff with a star at the end. Immediately, his mind went to the memory of Kirby’s first fight with Nightmare.
One of the many memories that led to his period of identity crisis.
Thankfully that period had come to pass when he made himself into his own person. When he got his own name.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when his little reading partner turned the page.
Ah, just just now realized how far in the story they’ve both come.
