MONTHLY PROMPT

Back then, Mysie hadn’t expected anything interesting to wash up during her beach cleanup after the False Whale incident. Just kelp, shells, and maybe a crab with too much confidence. But instead, she found a head. A statue head made out of a marble, to be exact. Weathered, mossy, and ancient with eyes so smooth and hollow, staring at nothing and everything all at once. Of course, Mysie brought her discovery to none other than Pun Hmorg himself. And here they are. Ex...

The forest at late autumn always felt like a giant quilt has been draped over the world. Soft, chilly, and just a little sleepy. And today, Mysie hopped between the branches like a wandering lantern, in search for something in particular.   The month of sharing was her favorite. A whole set of weeks dedicated to kindness, sharing warmth, and helping creatures and humans who needed it?   Sign her way up and she'd be very thankful for that! ...

Main Prompt Pt2: The Hidden Gate What lurks beneath?   "Hurry up, Hurry up!! We're gonna lost their trail if we're any slower!!" a beige Stelciar with bright green wings frantically whispered behind him. "Urgh, I'm going as fast as I can, Mori! You just have a tiny little bun tail and it's easier for you to maneuvre through thick brush like this compared to me!" a sleek pale grey Stelciar replied, their fire and wings a vivid sky blue, their embermark, a uniqu...