The problem was simple: Aethelgard was dying. The world was becoming too rigid. The "Great Hardening" was actually a curse. As the people turned to stone to preserve themselves, the world lost its color, its warmth, and its movement. The sky had turned a permanent, dull grey.
Varrick, now sporting a much softer, beardier face, watched Taejun trip over his own feet and land in a puddle of mud. The Elder didn't scold him. He just smiled.
He didn't become a king. He didn't want to be. He was too busy chasing a butterfly that had miraculously come back to life. He was the Guardian of the Soft, the Keeper of the Warm, and the only being in the universe who could get away with sticking his tongue out at the High Elder.
: His works frequently blend over-the-top action with sharp critiques of modern issues, including cyberbullying, social media obsession, and beauty standards.
"Upsie!" Taejun chirped. He let go.
The problem was simple: Aethelgard was dying. The world was becoming too rigid. The "Great Hardening" was actually a curse. As the people turned to stone to preserve themselves, the world lost its color, its warmth, and its movement. The sky had turned a permanent, dull grey.
Varrick, now sporting a much softer, beardier face, watched Taejun trip over his own feet and land in a puddle of mud. The Elder didn't scold him. He just smiled.
He didn't become a king. He didn't want to be. He was too busy chasing a butterfly that had miraculously come back to life. He was the Guardian of the Soft, the Keeper of the Warm, and the only being in the universe who could get away with sticking his tongue out at the High Elder.
: His works frequently blend over-the-top action with sharp critiques of modern issues, including cyberbullying, social media obsession, and beauty standards.
"Upsie!" Taejun chirped. He let go.