"The sky there is ever blue, crystal blue, with that mild wind blow at the same speed. The air smells warm and sweet, always has and always will. The trees are in the greenest green, the creek the azurest azure, and the flowers so colorful that it blinds you, but that IS their goal, to blind you." Nonoth's voice suddenly rose with the "is", and then went down and slow after that, giving out a scary and dark vibe. The creatures gathering around her gave out a sudden shiver and reduced themselves a little subconsciously."Who are 'they'?" A little mouse asked, hands holding on to his chest as if his own questio
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