The Earth's Blessing

The Earth's Blessing

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Diane lives a good life in her small village out in the countryside. The only thing their family has of value is a large, green crystal brimming with magic. This has been a precious heirloom passed on for generations and used to better the lives of all the townsfolk. As Diane prepares to inherit it from her father however, a fateful encounter with something in the woods offers to teach Diane how to harness the full potential of her family's treasure. (Character was drawn by the lovely Lilygons!)
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