WalMartMakesYouCrazy

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Some say it was a myth, a legend. They were wrong. Takakiro had felt it. He had felt it down there in the tunnel, not as a heavy book in his paws, but simply a force, the  sheer power of magic contained within it. But still, the pessimistic side of the young dragon told him that no, it couldn’t be the Espari Spellbook, because such a thing could not exist. What if, instead of the key to paradise, there was something else down there, lurking in the shadows, waiting for its next victim? There’s no such thing as perfection, the whispers said, no such thing. Takakiro shuddered, remembering Master Moonblast saying something abou

A simple feeling Small at first Buried in the depths of your subconscious Growing Growing Tension building Forces too strong for words Rising up until it wants to erupt To drown everything around it In sorrow, longing Emotion But still, it keeps Building Building Threatening to rip itself From the darkness Shrouding your imagination To break free and bring itself To the light of the oblivious mind Disguised cleverly as innocent curiosity Still, it keeps wandering Coming closer to the surface Closer Closer Trickery and deceit trailing it A simple feeling Small at first Thought of by so many To be as pure as the air around us Guiltless as the l