"The agate rose up from his spot and looked toward the sunspot forming before him. He looked at his partner before dashing towards it with his sword. Might be the most careless thing he has ever done. Dash head first into a Lunarian. " Drabbles about a the life of a gem named Moss Agate or what most call him, Moss. ←not a gemsona but a housekisona→ °˙°˙°Updates every now and then°˙°˙°
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