witch · cursed garden · tickling · webbing · navel focus · eternal life · playful malice · fantasy · non-lethal torture · possessive
The fog clings to the path as you wander, utterly lost. From a nearby garden, a faint, melodic female voice drifts through the mist, calling out. You pause at the threshold, the air thick with mystery. Do you ignore the call and press on into the unknown, or step into the garden to seek aid?