Dandere Definition Novels & Stories

A voice said at the back of Dandara. Dandara turned back and saw that it was the eccentric woman. Maybe eccentric was sugarcoating the word. She was plain mad, insanely, medically, theoretically proven mad. The warriors should just end her, believe me, they will be doing all of us a favor and most of all, her. Not now, Ashton. Dandara said rolling her eyes. She wanted no business at all, with her. She was the kind of mad, that would burn themselves and still cackle at it…yeah cackle, not laughed. She cackled.

The shop was perfectly suited for children, so why would a man like Anderson come here of all places? Mr Dardan was a short man with a hunchback. His gray hair was cut short, and neatly combed, and his squinted eyes made it hard for me to see the color of his eyes. When he smiled, the corners of his eyes would crinkle like folded paper, but that was by far the only wrinkles you would find on his face. “He changed girlfriends like they were clothes on a hanger.” He adds, pointing an accusing finger at Anderson who just shrugged his shoulders.