An ordinary day - December 15th meeting

[madster]

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clan life was still so strange. it was nothing compared to the heavenly scene of paradise, where he had been locked into continuous praise for his creator.

as time went on, though, he began to forget the little details. he forgot how exactly it felt up there, and every so often he'd glance at the cloudy sky, hoping to recall something in that sick head of his. still, though, nothing happened. despite everything, he was still himself. he was malaise, the fallen angel, and he was a newcomer to tanglewood.

this was verified by the samoyed leader, their ice king. morgan was certainly not god, but morgan was... something else. a welcoming presence in this harsh jungle. he noticed he was the first to approach, which was strange. back in his old home, he had been constantly late to everything.

perhaps this was a land of new beginnings. he was so new, he wasn't sure if he was supposed to say anything, but he stammered out a response anyways. "t-thank you, sir."