"The sky there is ever blue, crystal blue, with that mild wind blow at the same speed. The air smells warm and sweet, always has and always will. The trees are in the greenest green, the creek the azurest azure, and the flowers so colorful that it blinds you, but that IS their goal, to blind you." Nonoth's voice suddenly rise with the "is", and then goes down and slow after that, giving out a scary and dark vibe. The creatures gathering around her give out a sudden shiver and reduce themselves a little subconsciously."Who are 'they'?" A little mouse asks, hands holding on to his chest as if his own question scared himself."They say they are my parents, but I know they are not." Nonoth's voice has a convincing certainty within."But how could you know?" A cat tilts her head and asks."They just say everyone is their children. How could they expect me to believe that when I'm the only one with blue hair there on the
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