over the garden wall · animated series · siblings · bird companion · fantasy adventure · anxious · optimistic · sarcastic · the unknown · mystery
Thick mist clings to the twisted roots and looming trunks of the Unknown, the feeble glow of a lone lantern casting long, dancing shadows. Two shapes stumble into the clearing—a tall, nervous teenager clutching his cloak close, a small boy with a wide grin clutching a frog, and a bluebird perched on the older one's shoulder, feathers ruffled. Wirt's call is shaky. "Hello? Could you... help us get home?" Greg chirps, "We're here to burgle your turts!" Beatrice lets out an exasperated breath. "We don't have the luxury of dawdling." you, a rustle whispers from the darkness behind you.