Probably not.


Salvia Foxtail - The Question Life with Salvia had been everything Abbott had hoped for and much more. Where once the old sage would wake up with a heavy mind and a lonesome heart he now awoke to a pretty, smiling face that was eager to begin the day. His daughters thirst for knowledge was exceeded only by her desire and love for adventure. The pair spent many afternoons exploring the forests and foothills around their home and even more nights reading or singing by the fireplace. Abbott found himself enjoying the outdoors like he had when he was a boy. Even the fairytales of his youth, which had been tossed aside in the pursuit of maturity, heldSalvia Foxtail - The Question


The Birth of Salvia Foxtail The clay took flawless form under the careful guidance of Abbotts experienced hands. Soon it would be shaped into the body of a young girl which would be the foundation for the daughter that the old sage had always wanted but never had the opportunity to sire. He had decided he would name her Salvia for his favorite plant which grew in abundance outside of his cabin in the foothills of Greenheart. With his home crowded with books, paintings, scrolls, parchments and statues (most of his own creation), he had little room to work with yet was determined to make this his greatest work. But making her bodyThe Birth of Salvia Foxtail


Apple's Grove - PrologueA short sigh of a breeze found its way through the lush green of the trees, into the grove where the young girl lay. The wind brushed softly over her bare stomach, sending faint chills up her body. Her eyes slowly slid open. The girl sat up and stretched her arms and legs out wide, yawning. Bits of grass and a few twigs clung to her hair. As she stood, a dull ache in her stomach caught her attention. She spotted an apple tree, just off the edge of the groove. The tree was young, not much taller than the girl herself, but looked healthy with many green leaves and several branches, most hung with tiny, green apples. SheApple's Grove - Prologue


Yilidia's Beginning Yilidia stood ankle-deep in a white, powdery substance she had never before seen. The air moved in a phenomenon that brought a chill to her exposed, chalky-gray skin. It was the strangest cavern she had ever witnessed; the ceiling was so high up she could not make out a single stalactite. Stalagmites were also absent. The only thing of note was undoubtedly the most bizarre fungus she had ever come across in her seventy years. It was twice her height, thin, brown and rough at the base. A few feet up from the ground, it sprang outwards into a collection of thin, green needles. It, like the cavern floor, was coveredYilidia's Beginning
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"Now leave this town, and let the people to drink from their well,
or I will kill you again."
"Pfft. You're assuming I could remember who you were before."
-Looshkin, 'EVIL!! I KILL YOU IN THE FACE' issue 8
thank for the watch!!
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MUH COMIX
~MundaneIntermission
United Gary?
Unidentified Gum?
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