kikirina
Um, Hellow.
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- Seen Jul 12, 2005
Long ago, or at least it seemed, A beutiful Espeon named Otaku was wondering though her forest, made by her creative mind and enchanted by her as well. One morning, Otaku decided to take a stroll threw the medows, picking Orchods to make her special soup. The sky was chirping with activity as she pranced happily, the sun glinting off her mystical, mysterious face. Many other Espeons had joined her home, seeing it fit to meet their needs.
Otaku was then mystified by a strange hint of darkness in a patch of trees, in which followed thrrew, lead to the forest. The young Espeon tried to change it, but failed, feeling a little worried. Maybe she had ben seeing things. Then a sound made her turn her head tords the forest once again, and a voice beconed. It wasn't really saying anything inparticular, but it was speaking in it's own language. Then, suddenly she was rengulfed in smoke and lead into the dark forest, where there was always at least a glint of light in a pitch black sky. But no light was seen.
She was then taken, held by the grip of evil as it reigned. Otatu had part control, but she could not leave that forest no matter what, until someone freed her from the grip of the shadows.
Otaku was then mystified by a strange hint of darkness in a patch of trees, in which followed thrrew, lead to the forest. The young Espeon tried to change it, but failed, feeling a little worried. Maybe she had ben seeing things. Then a sound made her turn her head tords the forest once again, and a voice beconed. It wasn't really saying anything inparticular, but it was speaking in it's own language. Then, suddenly she was rengulfed in smoke and lead into the dark forest, where there was always at least a glint of light in a pitch black sky. But no light was seen.
She was then taken, held by the grip of evil as it reigned. Otatu had part control, but she could not leave that forest no matter what, until someone freed her from the grip of the shadows.