he magical vines creep ever onward, slowly infringing upon the Town. No matter how many are chopped down, no matter how many are set on fire, they keep coming even so.
And slowly, one by one, the people in the Town start to fall to the curse that they bring along with them.
Stay and tend to the cursed? Venture out into the woods to find the castle at the source of these vines?
Whatever you choose to do, you'd better decide quickly; the curse only seems to get worse and worse the longer everyone is afflicted.
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[ Well, he's right, she doesn't think she'd make it even if she wanted to. And the way he talks...
No, this is definitely... not her mother. ]
... I'm sorry.
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...Well. He can't really say he wants to hear it.
"You're better off saving it for when you're better able to prove your sincerity--and you certainly won't get any better if you're going around the district like a shambling, porcelain doll."