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Quest: It is said that some Loonians like Evoloons cannot die; it's not the same for all creatures on Loonia! Your Loonian finds the skeleton / bones of a dead creature. Feature this scene and how your Loonian react. Draw one picture or write a story.

WARNING!! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THE TOPIC OF DEPRESSION!

Death...how is it that other creatures can experience this but not Greggor? He often contemplates this...wondering if it would be better. He stares at this skull and thinks...could it have been him? A skull on the ground that had no purpose but to lay on the ground and one day become part of the earth? To not even be recognized as something that was once alive? Greggor feels his emotions slowly fading. He feels nothing as he stares at this skull. Nothing....Like a dark void, with him in the middle of it. The loneliness, fear, sorrow, slowly fade as he looks as this dead creature. Magic swarms around it, keeping it from rotting. Was this once a loon? Perhaps if it was it would make Greggor feel more sympathy. Perhaps even Jealous that this creature may forever rest in silence while Greggor is terrorized and pushed to do things he never imagined he would do. He much watch he says, what he thinks, how he breaths, how he moves....this skull however may lay where ever it likes, and be left alone. Even if it were to be crushed the skull would still be at rest. The creature who used it would still be at peace.

Greggor wishes he were the skull.
He wishes someone would crush it.
So he could finally be at peace.

Evoloons Belong to:

Description
Quest: It is said that some Loonians like Evoloons cannot die; it's not the same for all creatures on Loonia! Your Loonian finds the skeleton / bones of a dead creature. Feature this scene and how your Loonian react. Draw one picture or write a story.

WARNING!! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THE TOPIC OF DEPRESSION!

Death...how is it that other creatures can experience this but not Greggor? He often contemplates this...wondering if it would be better. He stares at this skull and thinks...could it have been him? A skull on the ground that had no purpose but to lay on the ground and one day become part of the earth? To not even be recognized as something that was once alive? Greggor feels his emotions slowly fading. He feels nothing as he stares at this skull. Nothing....Like a dark void, with him in the middle of it. The loneliness, fear, sorrow, slowly fade as he looks as this dead creature. Magic swarms around it, keeping it from rotting. Was this once a loon? Perhaps if it was it would make Greggor feel more sympathy. Perhaps even Jealous that this creature may forever rest in silence while Greggor is terrorized and pushed to do things he never imagined he would do. He much watch he says, what he thinks, how he breaths, how he moves....this skull however may lay where ever it likes, and be left alone. Even if it were to be crushed the skull would still be at rest. The creature who used it would still be at peace.

Greggor wishes he were the skull.
He wishes someone would crush it.
So he could finally be at peace.

Evoloons Belong to: