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A Jay, a Willow, a Kestrel, and a Cloud,
Must warn the One,
The Fire spreads,
The Black night,
The Misty light,
With no ancestors to guide his path,
Many think every breath is his last,
But the balance of nature,
Will be in danger,
If this tom survives.
OOC:
The Fire Star,
The One Star,
The Misty Star,
The Black Star,
The Little Cloud,
The Moth's Wing,
The Jay's Feather,
The Kestrel's Flight,
The Dragon
More will appear,
The balance will falter,
Might even fall in fear,
The Dragons that came,
Rule the world,
Again.
And get it,
Keep it,
The balance in the air.
IC: Shadow looked down. He had brought a Sketch book and some pencils.
Mood:
Depressed ![]()
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