excellent time management (DTAE) [@smarteevee \\ 1]

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my time management is amazing what r u talking about **laughs in 1am science project** i don't really like this piece... i think this is what the masters call art block idk maybe the lighting saves it :shrug: ========================================= BIO - Name: Eliane (temporary?) - Pronouns: she/her It's a myth of the area, that a spirit lives in this forest, inside a simple little wooden hut. If you come across her, she provides tea like no other. It's said to awaken your soul and help you pick the right path. Eliane grew up in a small village surrounded by nature. The grass grew green and the water flowed a crystal blue. If you treated the land, it would treat you back, and Eliane often found herself playing with the flowers and trees. "Strange little child", the villagers called her. "The land is alive!" She often told the people, but they either laughed awkwardly or just straight up judged. But that's okay. Who needed mere townspeople's approval when you had the Earth on your side? One day, some weird looking creatures began to move into town. The grass shivered and the ground rumbled in disapproval. They didn't like the strangers. Everything changed when the first tree fell. They emptied out chunks of land and planted these weird, awful mutated seeds, that grew into weird, awful mutated plants. And then they mass harvested these plants as some weird food, which was disgusting anyway! But the villagers, they loved it! Thus more and more trees were chopped and more and more weird mutated plants grew where the beautiful natural ones had once lived. She yelled, screamed, pleaded, begged, for them to stop, to apologize and fix this mess, but they never listened. This would come back to bite them, she warned desperately. But no one heard. No one cared. In the blink of an eye the whole land was covered in frosty, freezing white. Inch by inch snow and coldness seeped into every nook and cranny of the village, and Eliane's home was gone. She gasped for air and the bitter cold scratched her throat as she struggled against the downpour, but it was no use. It was over. The land had indeed come back to bite them. Hard. Sunlight filters through the lush green forest. A little wooden hut comes into view. It’s beautifully decorated and surrounded by flowers and vegetation of all kinds. A figure can be seen inside, making some tea. ========================================= are we surprised that I wrote 700+ words for the backstory and then had to shorten it for scratch? no. fun fact, I wrote 2000 words over the limit for a test and had to shorten it until like 12am. DTA by @smarteevee Magnify code by @colorsnatch crap by me (2023/12/02)