DarkNevaeh

Sanctuary: Bane of the Desert The Nurturer looked over his field with a smile.  They had told him that it was impossible.  They had told him it was impossible.  They had said he would never grow anything.  His smile widened as he looked out at his crops, his trees bearing fruit, his plants holding spices.  He pulled out the small out of his pocket. 'Sanctuary' he has called her.  She was what had helped the seeds grow into what they were now.  While she was around, holding her special brew inside of her, nothing would stop plants from growing and flourishing. And then, she realized, she had stopped being opened.  The cork had been there f

Darling: The Nurturer's Lost Tool 'Darling' belonged to a simple Gardener, a Gardener with quite an expansive farm.  Every on of his tools were valued.  But none as valued as 'Darling'.  She was his blade, the extension of his arm, his will upon the weeds that dared threaten to choke the life out of his precious children.  If he was a God, she was his eternal servant in the constant battle against the evil weeds. Then one day, she was no longer with him.  She was...gone.  In the middle of some woods, a distance away.  how she got that far away from her Master was a myster