Tag your'e IT...

another mind, another soul, another body to grow old. it's not complicated. If everyone was more honest, the world would be a very different place. For instance, Otem would have been intrigued by the mildly psychotic mind of her new friend had she known about it. She might have even be willing to describe just how black her own soul was. But both girls were putting on a sugary performance for the benefit of the other, and so both filly's true personalities remained hidden. So from Otem's perspective, this girl was a little much. Like a truck load too much. Otem didn't want to make friends or explore with this girl. She wanted to explore on her own or with her twin (wherever he was). But even so, a smile was firmly fixed on Otem's features, and she followed her circle-mouthed companion as she led the pair of them into this new world. "I wonder what Kaos meant when he said that we had helped heal the land ... what could any of us have done to push the fog back?"  Otem very much doubted the pink girl knew, but the sunlight and soil coloured girl hated awkward silences. She'd rather hear Castiella's theories about it than continue to listen to the sound of her own blood pumping in her ears. As they halted by a rather strange looking tree, Otem's gaze narrowed as she tried to discern what it was the other girl was looking at. On her withers Pandora hooted uncertainly. So far they'd found that the local wildlife was more than just a little strange.

_{art by Chloe!}