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"Mm," Reaper stretched. "I didn't really have the energy to cause trouble. I just needed to feel better. I do now, thanks to you."

"Expression, I'd imagine." Reaper shrugged. "I'm not an artist, so I don't know much."

"Ah," Reaper stammered. "Really, I doubt I could do anything as beautiful as that."

"Well," Reaper said, giving in. "If you believe I really do have so much talent; then I am willing to give it a try."

"I'm not really sure." Reaper wracked his brain. "Ah, I know, but I can't explain it.."
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "It's in a cave near my home; it's tricky to get there since everything is dark before it. It's a small spring; and it's surrounded by things that glow; the water's always bright and clear. There's small plants growing and they're also fluerescent." Reaper frowned. "I can't explain things right."

"Ah, yes." Synstylae breathed out; amazed and in awe. "It's beautiful. I would like to show you it one day." Synstylae smiled. "So you can see its beauty for yourself."

(Omfg, I love Rainbow. xD He's making ME swoon. xD!)

"Yes, it is beautiful." Reaper frowned lightly. "Strange, for some reason, you've made me feel things I never thought I would feel. You've distracted me enough so that I can't hear your thoughts."

"Sometimes it's handy. Othertimes it's a bother; it's too noisy." Synstylae pondered for a moment. "On my brief visit to Gylden's home; I saw something in Rosa's mind. She's a pegasus and tends to all the gardens there. What I saw was breathtakingly beautiful; I remember it still." He paused for a moment; bringing that image into his head. "It's a garden, her dream garden I'm guessing. But it's huge and I mean huge; as big as the Valley. There's every kind of flower you can imagine - and some I've never seen or heard of before - and they're all in bloom. The grass is the most lucious green you've ever seen; well, I've ever seen and it's neat; perfectly so. Large oak trees line this garden and despite their age that oviously goes with their size; they're healthy and happy." He smiled, continuing. "Birds are singing happily and in the middle of the garden is a river with a waterfall. The water is crystal clear and pretty stones can be seen on the bottom along with fish and plants." He frowned again. "I'm afraid my descriptions aren't giving these things justice again."