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Now that Talisman is wrapped up with the Talisman - An EpilogueTalisman - An Epilogue
The world was warped and screaming.
She could make no sense of up nor down and everything had gone a sickly shade of grey-ish green. It was the colour of sickness. Decay. She floated, hanging as though drowning in a bottomless sea, as around her everything howled in chaotic turbulence. Only her sister remained by her side, weeping. Tears poured from her luminous azure eyes, her blonde hair normally kept in pigtails but by now loose and unkempt. Her own hair, dark and styled into bad-girl sweeps, blew about her face as a wind that came from everywhere at once swept upon her. All the while, voices called out. They cried in anguish. Shrieked in despair. Howled in loneliness. Screamed in indomitable fury. They sounded ghostly in this endless void. Buttercup wanted to clap her hands over her ears. It'd do no good, she knew already.
Blazing amongst the darkening gloom of the void was a bright emerald beacon, spiralling end over end upon a golden chain. Buttercup <- Epilogue, it's time to show you what's in store for the next episode!

And (g)riddle me this! How can a super girl fight someone who looks almost exactly like her beloved, but is instead perhaps the most diabolical foe she's faced yet??

This is a scene from my next episode, Antithesis. Drax is large and in charge... and it would take a hero (or a genius!) to save Blossom from his tyrannical clutches!!

I'll be getting some special help for this episode so please, look forward to it!!

Drax is mine, Blossom belongs to

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Now that Talisman is wrapped up with the Talisman - An EpilogueTalisman - An Epilogue
The world was warped and screaming.
She could make no sense of up nor down and everything had gone a sickly shade of grey-ish green. It was the colour of sickness. Decay. She floated, hanging as though drowning in a bottomless sea, as around her everything howled in chaotic turbulence. Only her sister remained by her side, weeping. Tears poured from her luminous azure eyes, her blonde hair normally kept in pigtails but by now loose and unkempt. Her own hair, dark and styled into bad-girl sweeps, blew about her face as a wind that came from everywhere at once swept upon her. All the while, voices called out. They cried in anguish. Shrieked in despair. Howled in loneliness. Screamed in indomitable fury. They sounded ghostly in this endless void. Buttercup wanted to clap her hands over her ears. It'd do no good, she knew already.
Blazing amongst the darkening gloom of the void was a bright emerald beacon, spiralling end over end upon a golden chain. Buttercup <- Epilogue, it's time to show you what's in store for the next episode!

And (g)riddle me this! How can a super girl fight someone who looks almost exactly like her beloved, but is instead perhaps the most diabolical foe she's faced yet??

This is a scene from my next episode, Antithesis. Drax is large and in charge... and it would take a hero (or a genius!) to save Blossom from his tyrannical clutches!!

I'll be getting some special help for this episode so please, look forward to it!!

Drax is mine, Blossom belongs to