When solid ground grows soft with emerald moss and rivulets of black mud, and coffee-colored water pours slowly around the trunks of densely carpeted trees, this marks the beginning of Laod Mor: the swamp of Blossom Forest. Time itself seems to slow to a soporific crawl . . . the humid jungle air grows stagnant, thick with the scent of rich flooded earth and an abundance of green things that can be found nowhere else—except perhaps Caidir Olc. In some areas of the swamp, water rises so high the only way to cross it is to crawl across fallen logs or massive roots arching from their liquid beds; in other places a wolf might wade easily through the mire—or find a fortunate stretch of mostly dry earth. Pieces of the great river, Glaesfaet Sceawere, also slice through from time to time: small falls that feed into surprisingly clear pools, only to terminate into tar-like pits. Of course, Laod Mor’s beauty shines brightest at night. Here, fireflies gather at all times of the year . . . suffusing the shadowy place with millions of twinkling lights.

Those looking to hunt here of course find a myriad of water prey, including caiman, turtles, fish, crayfish, otters, and toads.


тнere ιs a нell beleιve мe ι've seen ιт : тнere ιs a нeaven leтs keep ιт a secreт [Thyrius]

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I Am The Ocean, I Am The Sea

It had been so long since she really felt at peace, and all the restless soul inside of her really wanted was comfort and peace. She was just a graveyard, names engraved into her brain and cutting wounds into her heart like barbed wire. She always felt so alone in this world, even with Silas, her adopted father. Aindreas had grown apart from her and with deaths of her siblings, she learned that even as a young soul, she could find herself dead shortly. Though Silas saved her when she attempted suicide, she still sometimes wondered why. Why was she kept here on this god forsaken planet to walk amongst the living with a dead soul?

She shifted her weight as the Princess made her way out of her homelands where the spirits of her deceased siblings haunted her and the thought of her real Father not even wanting her cursed her. It was nightfall, and the spring air was still cooler. Her cracked crooked smile that always displayed on her face hid an illusion to most that she was a happy child. But how could something, anything go through so much at such a young age and be happy after that? Nothing could save her anymore. For she was a lost soul, destined to walk with the lively and watch their happiness from a distance.

She went to the only place she could think to reach her siblings, a place rumored to have spirits themselves. For even when Famous Last Words died in front of her, she didn't even seem to care. Now she'd give anything for him to be with her, but you don't know what you truly have until it's gone. She found the mystical place she had been searching for and silently padded to the waters edge, peering in with her mother's dark orbs. She gave a sigh at her reflection and say down, her white pelt looking on its own like that of a silhouette of a ghost. Her orbs closed and she took a deep breath.

"Famous Last Words? Psycho?" She gave a soft sigh. "I despise those names she gave us . . . If you can hear me, Famous, I'm sorry for what I said . . . I should've been there to say something when you left us. Psycho, I didn't even know you left us . . . I found out from whispers I heard through Moondown, our old home . . ." Was that even what she should call it? Famous didn't even know it. Psycho - She was sad to say she didn't even remember much about Psycho. "I wish you were here . . . Everyone's left me. I'm was forgotten. I have no one . . ." Her vision blurred as tears streamed down her face. "I'm lost . . ." She said quietly, her head dropping as she wept.

"Are you saying you can save me?"

There Is A World Inside Of Me

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