Super-Sonic-Artist

Sargasso. It was hard to believe, looking at the area now, that it had once been the stronghold of a powerful evil, that vile acts of cruelty had been planned here. The stones and rubble of the Kaos stronghold were covered in a soft green curtain of moss, the odd Sargassoian flower blooming here or there. This was a dry part of Sargasso, the ground relatively firm underfoot, and a gentle breeze blew away the ever present smell of Sargasso, which tended to put people in mind of cabbages. It was almost pleasant, with the warm air and bright sunlight. But to Shona, this was a very dark place indeed... It had been Zoe's idea to scout around th