West Ora Academy: It Starts Here
It was almost like a beacon, glowing at the tip with a bright white light.
We ventured the way they pointed carefully. The flowers here seemed to swirl with stars, as if the stars themselves were moving on the petals. The stems were not green, but a deep blue, or dark red. They were in the shape of large bloomed roses in this area, but I could see further ahead they had changed to look almost like light purple blossomed lilies. All of us seemed so captivated by everything around us, nothing looked the same, yet it had similarities to our own world. The tree were the same shape, but they were all pink barks with swirls of blue and white. The leaves weren’t in the shape of the leaves on our pl
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