Naruto21213

"Once there was a man who died.  The man, whose mysterious power to write amazed many, was able to live on through his stories.  However, there was another, who too could twist reality with his gift of story telling.  Once, this power helped him save his town and bring happiness to all.  But one must wonder, was the man himself truly happy?" It had been five months since the revival of the monster raven, and his defeat at the hand of Prince Mytho.  The gates had been rebuilt, and the inhabitants of the area had been changed back to their original forms.  Life had pretty much returned to normal for the townsfolk.  Life was good.  Life was be

Marco carefully tied the mask so the strings wouldn’t catch his hair and checked himself in the mirror. The skull almost completely covered his face only leaving his anxious eyes showing and a tuft of his hair poking out from under the red sombrero on his head. He gave his reflection a quick nod before dashing back to Star’s room and picking up the bell. He took a shaky breath and picked up the tiny hammer that went with it. “Ok Diaz, just summon the carriage, Find Star, and come home. Easy Peasy.” With a wince, Marco gently tapped the hammer against the bell and tensed up as it let out a low chime. When nothing happ