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I stare at the stone, wondering on what this little green rock can bestow upon me, then I look up at the door, now wondering about what is hidden behind. I then turned to Thorn, who was wondering why we have not made our leave here yet. “Hello? Joseph, are we going now?” asked Thorn, “and why are you staring at that door anyway? Are you seriously thinking of going in there? Well, I am going, this place still creeps me out, I will see you at the entrance.” Thorn then made his way out of the room, curious as to how he manages to open the door with his size and physically strength. But I ignore that, and turn back to th

They are fuzzy and cute, Are obtuse or acute. Being large and wide, Or small with a tiny hide. They both eat meat, And a few treats. They both lounge around all day, Or end up on their feet, ready to play. One prefers bones, one prefers fish, It is after all, their stereotypical dish. They are either inside or out, Probably sleeping about. One likes mice that run around, The other hate the mailman sound. Either one, they are both adored, But which one is it, that is preferred?

Red, Means passion, emotion and love, Or danger, and blood. Blue, Means water and calmness, Or sadness and emptiness. Green, Means nature and growth, Or what lies within, envy. Yellow, Means creativity and youth, Or power and jealousy. White, Means cleanliness and purity, Or having virginity. Black, Means concealment and ignorance, Or showing evil, threats and darkness. Brown, Means simplicity and earthiness, Or sadly poverty and crudeness. Grey, Means neutralness, Or dullness. Pink, Means femininity, Or passivity. Violet, Means temperance and serenity, Or to show royalty.

I see a light at the end of the tunnel, as it leads out into a secret clearing, with light coming through the canopy, but still covered by tree tops. We see the chief at the entrance to what most likely seems to be the Life Temple. It consists of yellow bricks, covered in  moss and various vines and roots. We walk up to the chief, as he turns his head and tells us of one more thing. "This temple, might I add, is now home to a wide collection of insects of varying sizes, just be cautious of that, and of the many poisons," he states, as he hands me a tube of a strange purple liquid. "This will cure some of the poisons that are in some of the i

I now have sight of the Tall Plains, which didn't take that long to get to this time than the last time I came to this place, and that was ages ago. I take it that my wings have grown a lot stronger since then, as I do not feel tired one bit. I then touched down on one of the higher islands, then I grab out my book and flip to the page about the Life Temple, again. I leaned against a near-bye tree, then I started reading. My mind was off that topic until I was comfortable, I have not leaned against anything since I got my wings, and I have done a lot of leaning back in the other world, so I knew I was going to find a suitable position soon. I

We were flying, and for quite some time now, we are half way from Dante's Freezer to the Temple, and well, nothing much was happening during that time. It was only recently, well only a few seconds ago, that I realised that flying was boring, it was just the process of flapping wings to get somewhere. I really need to make it exciting, or I will not even feel like flying again, as you often do lose interest in doing something if you keep doing it day after day. But, being around a guardian, a friend, and a really good friend, I do not want to start acting weirdly, so I kept going and flew, thinking about how to make it interesting, the next t

Walking in the snow and reading a book at the same time is not very fun at all, I feel face flat into the snow after tripping over a rock, which I did not see. Christine and I decided to just look at the map once at a time, then go to that location on the image and description. It worked for a bit, until we came to a cave, and when we looked around, I noticed something at the base of the cave. There were footprints leading into the cave. I took a closer look, I walked a little further and followed the faint footsteps, and as I turned around, I noticed something else about the footsteps. They were just like mine. "I guess Spyro was here," I m

We head back to the archive, I had an idea on what I can look up that will help us, more specifically Christine. We make it down the series of hallways and opening the stone door, then closing it behind us. Then I start to look for that book I was looking for. Christine was puzzled as to what I was looking for. "Uh, Joseph, find anything interesting," she said, as I finally found that book. "Yep, I found it," I stated, as I brought it to the table in the middle of the archive, "this book has information on the known elements that we can use. I am trying to find something about your elements." "Okay, so how can I use them then?" she asked

I reopen my eyes to find myself back in the Chronicler's chamber, along with Christine, who was holding my hand tightly. I gave her a nudge, she let go, and then we wondered around until we found him. He seemed happy about our return. "Ahh, Joseph, it is nice to see you unharmed, and back with Christine," he stated. "How do you know my name?" she asked him. "Well, I know everything," he stated. "Okay," she replied. "Is there anything we can do sir?" I asked him. "Why yes, you two should head back to the guardian temple, and reunite with the elders. But before you two go, I need to identify Christine's elements," he stated, as he walked