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Post by MorriganFearn on Jul 8, 2008 9:30:37 GMT -5
The former braids have gone, taken by Something. Are you ready to place your wish for your character? The trees are blooming nicely, filled with the promise of summer.
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Post by MorriganFearn on Dec 23, 2008 0:46:15 GMT -5
Carra walked along the path that lead back to the trees. Morath wasn't with her this time -- mainly because Carra had sneaked away. She didn't want Morath to hurt the egg the dragon had found -- and the little pokemon was giving the egg the gimlet eye each time she saw it. It was almost as though Morath was preparing to devour it.
She reached the wishing trees, and looked up at the waving branches. So far they were bare, but she did see a pile of paper lying on a little podium, presumably for the purpose of writing wishes. She got out a pen, and began to scribble:
I want to have the egg protected from Morath's appetite. Either by hatching, or a special reflect constantly on it, or something.
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