Tara_Nepion
Kiyo....^^" I dun get your post in Echo....^^"
crying I'm too good at being incoherent. Oh well! Class is in session!
The young sapling looked at the tower from a distance. She was about 25 feet away from the base of the tower. Slightly puzzled, she tried once again to get closer to the tower, only to be violently thrown back. Why does the shield remain when the tower is plagued? Quite puzzling...
((I'm about 25 feet away from the tower, and I can't get near. To my tree vision*, the tower appears, 'plagued'))
Her remaining flowers were looking wilted, and her leaves had lost their luster. She impatiantly shook herself in a vain effort to dislodge the scraping, scratching sand grit. A faint wheze clonked out of her mouth, contributed to by the sand clogging the sound. The harsh desert sun along with her lack of leaves had quickly drained her of water as her resionous blood rushed to the surface.
((Simply put, I'm dehydrated))
She knew it to be a tower only by the memories in the rocks. To her tree vision, it seemed to be a swarm of oozing, constantly changing forms...
((That is how I see the tower.))
((*Tree vision: The way the mutant trees see things, as they lack eyes.))
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I hope that clears up things!