"It is as deep and wide as Aubric's madness, and somehow must be crossed..."

[adrianna_rta]

Slowly, the land that would not die is brought back to life, signs of it here and there. People that should have had the release of death long ago finally receive it, and flowers bloom once more. It is a walk through a wasteland, as the trio continue on, until the horizon is broken up by a shimmer of blue. Water, the last of the elements, greets

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[fiamme_rta]

I never before understood shoe lust. But. I have sandal lust.