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12-25-2014, 06:21 AM
From time to time, a tree would appear. At least, d’Artagnan had noticed this. It happened last year after all, when he had found a magical tree and from then on he had been strapped with a leather bag ever since. It was still there now, wrapped around his shoulders in a vice like grip, the type of leather unknown as the shade had failed to destroy it. No matter what got thrown at it the thing still seemed to remain, forever soldered to his side and by now the Doctor had grown accustomed to its familiar rub. So much so that he would be quite sad to part with it and its pouches filled with healing herbs, that could come in quite useful should one know how to use them properly. This time a strange magical tree had appeared on the floating island, a small display of lights adorned it and under, like an old festering Christmas present, was the Earth God. Although it seemed contradicting of character, d’Artagnan actually quite liked the wise old Earth, but it was out of selfish reason. He was the God after all who had granted him the all-knowing knowledge of poison that had served him so well throughout his life. He actually owed the immortal being quite a lot. Many had already gathered around the glittering attraction, amongst them were hornless that made his lips curl, the painted stallion who had fired sand at him that time was also there. He recognized a few of the Basin youth and Leaders as he walked to join the crowd at the edge, his mismatched gaze moving to glance at the Earth who lingered under and his head dipped with a firm nod. Aramis falling to a slump at his side, tail swishing and eyes brooding as they waited to see what would happen this time around. It's nothing that complicated, I just want to kill you
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my heart’s an endless winter
filled with rage
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