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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.

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I Know You Lay In Bed,
Contemplating Your Own Death



Her orbs watched the man, he seemed interesting - And charming to say the least. She had never come into contact with a male besides those she was related to - But she knew that she was to feel a connection with her soulmate. And he wasn't it. She bit her tongue. He didn't know what she was or what she was built for. That she and her family were made to kill vampires and that she had had a destiny. She held back a soft sigh, though she was impatient about finding her true love. But . . . What if her soulmate didn't love her back. She felt a lump in her throat.

”Of course you are beautiful, why would you not be Blath? My name is Sebastian, may I approach you, Blath?” She cocked her head to the left, confused. "Blath?" She raised a brow. "I do not understand the meaning of the word "Blath"." She smiled faintly before taking a seat. She motioned for him to come up and step out of the waters. "My name is Pandora. You can call me Panda." She spoke, giving him a smile and hoping he wouldn't question her about how she was looking for answers.



"Dear diary, life is trying me."

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Don't You Dare Forget The Sun, Love

Pandora

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