The azure skies, well once azure skies, now seemed a bit depressive. The white clouds trapped within their grasp darkened and stained an abysmal gray-ish hue. These dark masses blanketing the skies above the island fitting named Shadow Island only yielding ever so slightly. A few stray rays of white light given off by the sun somehow managing to breach the clouds and give the island at least a small shred of decency. This decency being ripped to shreds by the thick forests filling the bulk of the island from its every edge to its innards. In the epi-center of the island rest an old mountain, once a dingy brown the very gaia that gave birth to it lay stained a lifeless gray that from the outside world would look as if it were one with the abysmal skies resting above it. The island itself being raised above the oceans surface exposing its dingy brown guts to the world beyond it. The sea surrounding it on all sides being rather harsh, mid-level waves crashing upon the raised outer rims of island warding off most who would be so foolish as to set foot upon it.
Any who were actually foolish enough to step foot on the island of shadows would be met by the sound of animal's fighting. Of course, the monster's of the island were nothing more than fodder compared to the "big monster" that had come to this island seeking out an item of sort. A lacrima, or at least that's what normal people called them. The aforementioned monster had a different name for it, he preferred to call it his dinner. One might think him to be a king of the fool's, and they wouldn't really be wrong by societies standards. After all, who would think of a crystalline substance as food....?
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Any who were actually foolish enough to step foot on the island of shadows would be met by the sound of animal's fighting. Of course, the monster's of the island were nothing more than fodder compared to the "big monster" that had come to this island seeking out an item of sort. A lacrima, or at least that's what normal people called them. The aforementioned monster had a different name for it, he preferred to call it his dinner. One might think him to be a king of the fool's, and they wouldn't really be wrong by societies standards. After all, who would think of a crystalline substance as food....?
Word Count: 305/300
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