Chapter 293. Children’s Stories

DOVE

“The lake was frozen. The girl was shivering with cold and the snow kept falling… The moon shining in the sky…”

The story of the woman who directed the play began. It was a new story. The children had already heard at least ten stories and they were still not tired. When she told the story of the lake, the puppets had fake frost on their clothes.

“They’re terrifying, I understand your fear,” I said to Larry, looking at him to see his growing anger.

Although it was not a lie. They were made of a material that made them quite scary. They had somewhat red eyes, which if you thought badly, seemed to be bloody. However, the woman was nice and so was the man who helped her. They seemed to be a couple of puppeteers or something. They were pleasant.

Eussim took my hand.

“They are talented, the little children who are here could be friends with your children. They will always be welcome here…” she began to say.

I shook my head.

“They will