The Mythology of Beardsgaard ~ III ~ The Making of Rodensia ~ .x
Posted on July 04 2016
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x. The Making Of Rodensia
The Rodesians who wished to return, Êl carried with it on the winds across the water to the isle, where Kevin had still not risen, surrounded by his curious kin. Êl touched down gently upon the grass, allowing the small creatures it carried to settle in the branches of the great tree.
Êl approached the fallen Kevin, the sea of small and fluffy things parting before its step like lands split by a river. It crouched next to the Rainbow Flying Gerbil and scritched him behind the ear. Kevin’s eyes fluttered open, and he could see only light and feel only warmth. His rear leg began to kick wildly.
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