.::.The Forest of Darkness.::.With 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; d
.::.Beasts Of The World.::.As the sun rose up from the north, it highlighted the beauty of the skies in which has remained the same for all of eternity. Blue, to the darkness of the midnight navy shade, even the possibility of a black look in which dims the entire universe for another dull evening. That's what its past looked like, even felt, until the majestic unity of a born demon so passionately took over and lit up the world with magnificent colours. From deadwood trees to sprouted leaves and brown trunks, grass finally found a new source of health to grow upon, this dark form captivating the valley with every touch. Every shadowed corner, every darkened alley soon
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