They live in a thatched cottage.
Rainwater was falling drop by drop onto my clothes from the eaves of a thatched cottage.
What a thatched cottage has been going on for millions of years is really a strange thing!
I went through a few bends and looked at the pool of water. I came to the first arbor that I met for a moment, and I thought about the next intersection. There was a blue stone moss and a thatched cottage.
