Explodinator
Harbinger of Memes
As always, the land of Mysticism was scorching hot. The embers that formed the ground let off a soft glow, but not much else was evident in the fiery fields. Amidst the cinder and ash, a lone wolf (literally) quietly partook in a freshly caught meal.
Any normal wolf would scarcely think of burning themselves alive in a land like this, bur Fenkir was certainly not ordinary. His enchanted body allowed him to withstand the heat. Fenkir would use his mealtime to think, daydream, or simply be at peace with himself for a while. Ever since he learned the truth about WhimsyLux, he found himself unable to relax.
I'm certain my time wears thin, he thought, but without an ally, I doubt I'd get anywhere.
Any normal wolf would scarcely think of burning themselves alive in a land like this, bur Fenkir was certainly not ordinary. His enchanted body allowed him to withstand the heat. Fenkir would use his mealtime to think, daydream, or simply be at peace with himself for a while. Ever since he learned the truth about WhimsyLux, he found himself unable to relax.
I'm certain my time wears thin, he thought, but without an ally, I doubt I'd get anywhere.
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