This planet is an extension of me. Frozen, desolate, and alone. Or... Am I the planet? My exterior is rocky and hard, filled with crags and cracks. Below the surface, my life force, my blood... it runs cold. How I am alive is beyond me. My conscious is somewhere but I am sure that this is me. I don't know how long I have existed or how I have become in this state. I don't even remember my own name. That is, if I ever had one. °°° Kirby makes a new friend in an OC. I don't have the energy to fully commit to this being a whole book, especially since I have other stories I need to focus on. But I had this idea of Gaia and what she'd be like so I decided to make a one-shot and call it a day.All Rights Reserved
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