-Gracia steps downstairs-
-Same old jacket, but now in a navy top and new pants-
-Her hair looks cleaner and straighter, too-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Well I guess I should explain how I got like this...
The forest wasn't always like this, it was sort of...burnt down before. All black, there was nothing.
But Cloud came along and he started to take care of it, he revived it by sharing this with it.
-she holds out her hand and a swirl of green wisps starts to flow around it-
This is Lifestream, Mako, Mana, Magic whatever you want to call it. In...back home every living thing has a bit of it to make up its soul, and when it dies it goes back to the Planet. Its recycled and gives new life to something else.
But eventually Cloud gave up on the forest, it was being destroyed, completely, almost daily. I swear some people thought of it as a sick joke.
But...I sort of picked up where he left off, using my own like he did to heal the damage every time it got bad. And now I can sort of...feel it. Mostly in the trees. Its like one of these...-places her hand on one- They're like...my arms and legs, and if I really wanted they could be my ears and eyes too. But its not like they're just that either. They're their own separate life, that agrees to work with me.
PM box is Closed, Indefinitely Friend Code: 3368-4181-6850-Gracia sits on the couch, looking a little uncomfortable-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

what's it like to feel the will of the forest?