Humans are strange creatures, they fear things they can't control and only feel safe with things they can control.
The tiger that became the king of the jungle and the ferocious one was on the verge of extinction while the weak and cute cat had a growing population.
Maybe the right way for sylph it's not to become a tiger, but to become a lazy cat who just to have act funny and cute.
"Life is a gift, not a curse!" Different voices from the two people talking rang out in the cave.
All eyes were on the source of the sound, an elf standing in the middle of the crowd of monsters, wavy champagne hair flowing down to her hips. The tribal gold tattoo that adorned half of her face did not cover her beauty.
She is like a light in the midst of darkness and an oasis in the middle of the Sahara.
Nerphyl glanced at Moku and asked for an explanation.
Moku scratched his head and said, "uh.. she is my wife, her name was Nezena—"
