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Whispers by the Forest's Edge


An Awoken Fear

Omi had been (semi tickled, but mostly) perplexed about the recent dreams she has of a magnificient beast named Brent.

For a start, never would she have thought of seeing him, a majestic lava-like being, to be dressed so softly in such beautiful white. Suffice to say, and unsurprisingly yet again, she was immediately and completely enamoured by him. As she followed after him through a dreamy field, with little Oolune right by her side, "... gentle giant" was all that she could think of — much like how she always does, during her daily rounds at the forest, each time she catches sight of him.

In the sleep that came after, he seemed to take on a rather strange sight. Just, cloaked in red. Menacing red. There, paired with his towering stature, a memory from her waking past flashed before her eyes, an ominous being that she had once encountered before, thereby leaving her paralyzed and overcomed with fear. Just as she tried retracting her steps, slowly and quietly away, it was far too late since he had already sensed her near; and, well, much like what he would have done, he made several attempts to let her know that he was safe. However, all she could do was take distance and wonder at him from afar... until the forest's leading in her awakening.






Nowadays, something old would stir within her at the sight of the colour, like an echo without a voice.

6 April 2026

A Morning's Watch:

Sweet (and sleepy) Oolune accompanying Omi, with dear Hydde joining alongside after.
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