@solo---soul
Sometimes Prism liked to visit his old home, well...what he considered a home, in Waterfall. It wasn’t the best part of his life, but there were still plenty of memories attached to it. He especially liked how his vibrant wings shone in the darkness of the Echo Flower path.
Today, for the first time ever, he ran into another moth. He thought he was the only one in the entire Underground. He tried his best to greet the other, a blush on his face. “Um....hi....I’ve never seen another....moth before.....”












