Today was a great day. My daughter finally found her form and got her name. She was on a mushroom hiding from me when she realized she couldn't get down. She had jumped on it from a small nearby cliff. She was calling out to me saying "you are looking in the wrong place" except she didn't finish the sentence before she fell and scared the daylights out of me. When I caught her she had found her form. I concluded she was touching the sky and "looking" was the last thing she said before a scream.
She is now called looking sky, a beautiful name indeed. I can only wonder what it means.
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The Formless
Fantasythe life of a mysterious species and his life in ardonia Also the art is by cloudless who is of course the best
