All born brave, all born free, someday to the clover land, back I'll be...
He/it
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@Dandy_Townlings [A beast, aquatic clearly, chained down by debris. It dug into its shell, infected its body, protruding like bug-made mushrooms. That distorted eye of its stared. Pained. Scared. Resentful, even.]
[The debris around it seemed to latch onto its shell like a parasite.]
@Dandy_Townlings [The water seemed to go quiet. Unsettling so. Before it trembled and a shape emerged from somewhere within its depths.]
🐺: “…hello…”
[She spoke, her voice strained and uncomfortable. As if she’d been screaming and screaming and screaming without stopping.]
The End is coming.
The Eyes are opening.
His Majestic form shall awaken once more.
Beasts.
Rejoice for you shall see him once more.
Rejoice.
Celebrate.
Pharloom will be safe once more.
Freedom shall be attained.
Happiness shall return.
Your will shall be seen.