The Forest Of DarknessWith night fall pondering among the valley's, it stretched out dark colours across the world's landscape, over-taking the suns beauty and all of which it once highlighted. The trees briskly swayed in the gentle winds, ashes from burnt grass crossing paths with each ragged crack the ground bestows; mountains crumbling from avalanches and recent snow fall, allowing the fog to slowly cast away once visible horizons. As the moon stopped and placed itself over the forests, it shone ever so brightly, stars twinkling without a care as to what might live upon the lands below. Old fairy tales have said to of called this place The Forest of Darkness; due to its forever lasting depths of pitch blackness. Even if the sun is out, this uncharted mystery of the world continued to remain completely invisible to the eyes of others-- So they say.
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Beasts Of The WorldAs the sun rose up from the north, it highlighted the beauty of the heavens which has remained the same for all eternity. Cerulean, to the obscurity of a midnight shade, even the prospect of a black look in which dims the all-inclusive cosmos for another dull twilight. That's what its bygone life looked like, until the imposing unity of a born demon so fervently took over, and ignited the world in brilliant colours. From deadwood trees to sprouted leaves – grasslands found a new basis of health to thrive upon, for this shady physique captivated the vale with taciturn paws. The world soon found itself being isolated by these emissions of sunlight, allowing the ramparts of shaded desolation to be given contentment once again. Dazzling oceans effervesced beneath the sun as white luminosity gems gleamed off the tips in undulating tides; coastlines concealed with sand and shells, feeling the balminess of passionate waters. Nature itself was excited, blissful and felt gratified, knowin
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