I finally dared to ask Silfoe where’s Wilbur. I mean, Ed and Wilbur were best pals back on the 1960s. 50 years of friendship don’t dissapear like this [snaps fingers].
Day 34: I’ve infiltrated the royal kitchen and found where they keep the fruit. None of the royal guards spotted me. Commencing the second phase of the plan.
Either way there will be shenanigans. :D
Beautiful, sweet eye expression from this horse.
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