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The voice continued to dampen as the magic formed its mosaic inside his troubled mind. In tandem, his body reacted as such. Flower's breathing became slowly steadier. His appendages ceased their shaking. He as a whole welcomed the calming magic and thus it worked doubly against him. Outside...

The song continued, just slower. He couldn’t make out the words anymore either, which he was grateful for. Flowers could not feel the traversing of Olyssa. She waded through his cloudy mind without interference from the beast. His weeping becoming distant while she made her way in, and...

Flowers did not want to refuse the nice lady. She was like the lady with wings she met. Kind without his deserving of it. His crumpled form expanded slowly and a large hand extended towards her in a pleading manner. The creature did not display any hostility or desire to harm Olyssa, could she...

ARBITRARY NOTHINGNESS A CURSE YOU ARE, MEANINGLESS RETURN TO THE STONE FROM WHENCE SO YOU MAY BEGIN YOUR PENANCE The words of the stranger were barely heard as the sounds of that violent, endless song continued to betray his reality. The beast did not thrash now that he was in the pool, he...

A shattering howl broke through the wood that lay beyond Olyssa’s gaze. One that spoke of hundreds of years of agony. A complete diversion from the serenity found in the faerie pool. Birds flew into the sky in panic from the monstrous screech. A twisted, mangled voice that reverberated from...

The fury never felt right. There was part of it that felt so good. The strength He carried was an empowering force, one that had kept him alive for centuries. But He still hated it. The rattle through his fists and increase in his heart’s beat always made him anxious. Violence brought him no...

The voice was weakening. The pleasant tones of Leilani were a suited match for the cacophony of self doubt that manifested itself in him. Whatever brought this upon him, he wanted nothing more to do with. YOU SHANT ESCAPE THESE THOUGHTS. YOU WILL BURIED IN THIS ROT. IT IS YOUR FATE YOU...

Flowers did all he could to listen to the words of Leilani. It was helping. It was drowning the sounds of this vile song that had perched itself at the top of his mind. UGLY, TWISTED, FOUL THING YOU ARE. AN AMALGAMATION OF OTHERS SCARS. The voice was still thunderous. It sounded so familiar...

The presence of the griffin had not entered Flowers' radar quite yet. The only thing that his mind was encompassed by was the strange grey creature that had grown hostile with him for no reason at all. It was a shame that so many on Arethil were plagued by a senseless hatred. It seemed as the...

Eastern Entrance of the Falwood - Half Moon Flowers wasn’t sure what the creature was. And he thought for sure he’d seen someone else in these woods. Someone running from the beast. He felt empathy for the creature, then. It was something with greying skin. It had limbs like he did but was...

Oh, what joy! An evening companion. He'd had a couple run ins with some rather nice people lately. This man seemed no different. He seemed kind and patient with Flowers. The beast was overly excited to hear a happy song as well. He did not need more reminders of vengeance or woe. The world was...

DO NOT LISTEN TO HER. I AM THE SONG YOU SEEKED. YOU LEFT ME TO FUCKING DIE. WHO KNEW DEVILS COULD BE SO WEAK? Something was so wrong. Incomprehensibly so. Flowers had no way of expressing what was occurring to him. This dark poetry that began to manifest in his head was no illusion, as it had...

The human beside him was being exceptionally kind. A rarity in their folk, but a welcome one. The man who'd named him was also a very kind man. Similar to this man with the hueless hair, he'd been a warrior, too. Were most humans' warriors? He wasn't entirely sure. A good amount of them carried...

A flash of song, is something wrong? Is this diversion something you will prolong? A prophet here, a scholar there, neither one knows or cares. How is it then, you beast of awe, that you've walked into the devil's own maw? Cry not now, nor later on, all the things you loved are gone. His...

Flowers peered at all the people that were flooding to him. He felt so popular in this place, and he wondered why he didn't try to visit Alliria more. Most people shot arrows at him on sight. This seemed so much different. But a voice broke through the crowd to remind him of not being welcomed...