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Posted: Mon Feb 03, 2014 6:31 pm
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2014 3:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2014 12:49 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2014 7:31 pm
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Kuuro Kitten Its worth it for these two ^_^
Dross smiled softly at the kiss. It was nice to be with a female beyond those of the Basement. They were nice enough, some more mischievous than others, but it was refreshing to enjoy other company. Also Noelani was more traveled than the others of the Basement. He wondered what sort of food they were to eat, as well as what entertainment the would find on the harbor.
At her question he nodded, "Of course my lady." He gave her a soft smile of understanding, it was more common than she might think. He gave it some consideration before answering. "I don't think it is any different than others," he looked to her with a gentle face, "What was it like to be in the womb? To be born? To be an infant? I've asked these questions yet no one seems to remember. They were within their mother then, to them, suddenly they exist. I have no memories of a childhood per-say. I have often wondered about such experiences."
He brushed a stray lock of hair over one of the branches growing from his head, which made him appear to have a dark crown. "I am different from other Hexes I suppose. I believe all were created from something that was a living being. A plant, an animal, even something more mystical. However I was created from three thing that are essentially dead." He held up his hand as he counted them, "My first substance, a nutcracker, has a fable behind it being the Prince of Dolls and a warrior. But still it is merely a toy. Second is a jointed doll, again a toy but one with more ability. Finally, the only element in my creation that could be viewed as truly organic is deadwood. A tree that has fallen and died."
He looked out the window, "But deadwood is not the end. From it comes life as insects use it for a home and food, other plants take it's nutrients to give themselves life. It is a cycle. When something dies be it a creature, an idea, or even a dream; another life comes from it. Another creature takes sustenance, another person carries the idea to new heights with their own vision, and a dream inspires more dreams in others."
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