you ask the tom's name, but get no verbal response. did he hear you? you open your mouth to ask again, but before you can speak, you hear it. your ears slowly fill with the distant sound of waves rushing over sand and stones, seagulls crying high above. he gives you a penetrating stare, waiting, willing, and suddenly you understand. farshore.
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farshore !!! he grew up in complete isolation, so never learned any language. instead, he communicates using his green soul tertiary power, mimicking the sounds around him to relay ideas and information. design by wondergunned on deviantart !!!!













