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[OPEN] Puzzles in wonderland

Isopia the Mountain That Knows Posts: 780
Dragon's Throat Apostle atk: 6.5 | def: 10 | dam: 8.0
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Hubris :: Royal Bronze Dragon :: Shock Breath & Frost Breath & Babel :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath Odd
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the girl.


She saw him, though could not see that he was a prince. Had she known he was a prince, she might have wondered about whether or not 'prince' was an intrinsic property. It would have been a trait he was born with, and yet it wasn't the type of trait you could just.. see. Like goodness. You couldn't just look at something and know whether or not it was good. You had to know something about it. Is that a good rock? You might wonder and you wouldn't know until you knew what the rock was good for. Good for standing on, not good for keeping things out.

Was being a prince like that?

As he continued towards where she was perched, her golden eyes followed him with intrigue. His horn was so much longer and straighter than all of hers were. Hers pointed away from her head and were curved, while his thrust forward rather elegantly. She also noted his tail - no one in the Edge had a tail like that, nor did any of the others she had encountered in her short life. His hooves as well were unlike anything she had ever seen. What caused such qualities? Her golden eyes narrowed but she couldn't recall anything that she had learned which would explain his slightly-off appearance.

As he greeted her, her beak angled downwards and her avian face tilted from side to side as she inspected him.

"Hello." She responded politely, the voice of a young girl coming out of the beak of the bird. "Your tail is different than mine...so are you hooves and your horn. Why? How are you like that?" She inquired voicing her thoughts, completly forgetting that currently as a bird she shared none of the same traits as he did.

Perhaps that was why the Basin kept to themselves. Were they all deformed the way he was? Well not deformed, mutated perhaps. Little did the girl know that her ignorance was the reason she thought of them as mutations and not merely adaptations. Though perhaps those were really the same thing. As she waited for a response her mind conjured up a polluted water source that was fusing their hooves, condensing the hairs of their tails, and forcing their horns straight (Aithniel had curved horns and the rest that she had met had been hornless ... except for Oxy and Shida, who had multiple curved horns as well). For one who thought themselves quite observing, the girl had a pathetically small sample size from which to judge.

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Messages In This Thread
Puzzles in wonderland - by Isopia - 03-07-2015, 04:42 PM
RE: Puzzles in wonderland - by Erebos - 03-07-2015, 06:13 PM
RE: Puzzles in wonderland - by Isopia - 03-07-2015, 08:43 PM
RE: Puzzles in wonderland - by Erebos - 03-09-2015, 05:05 PM
RE: Puzzles in wonderland - by Isopia - 03-11-2015, 04:19 PM
RE: Puzzles in wonderland - by Erebos - 03-14-2015, 05:53 PM
RE: Puzzles in wonderland - by Isopia - 03-24-2015, 05:42 PM
RE: Puzzles in wonderland - by Erebos - 03-29-2015, 06:50 AM
RE: Puzzles in wonderland - by Isopia - 04-01-2015, 03:53 PM
RE: Puzzles in wonderland - by Erebos - 04-19-2015, 09:41 AM

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