ReSeT pLoT Begins!

[Silverleaf]

((Has taken forever I know. I apologize. Let's begin!))

A small, simple wooden box sat on the dead stump of a long forgotten tree. How had that box gotten there? Who knows. Maybe it had been left by an ancient sage thousands of years back. Maybe a kid had dropped it 2 days ago.

Who know? With the forest of Time, it might be from any age. Thus, is power of the forest of Time.

[puppayluver5]

(I thought Amarante was the one to build the box)

[Silverleaf]

((d**n, I'm sorry. K, message me how you thought out the plot and I'll make any changes, if you 3want, have her come along right now.))

[puppayluver5]

Amarante was walking through the forest looking for her memory box. She had dropped and couldnt remember where. She found the box and knew it was hers, it was a meduim sized black box with two buttons on top. She laughed and imagined the trouble that this box could cause in the wrong hands.

[Silverleaf]

(Alright, we'll put a hold on this. we gotta work out her anger.)