Posted on 2023-08-28 07:50:08
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[spoileHow long has it been since the sun went down? It's so hard to remember at this point. Perhaps if the witch tried hard enough to remember... maybe then.....


Citrine stepped beyond the border of the forest. The sun now a stranger in these lands, blocked out by the thick canopy of the trees. His ears perked up as the wind billowed in from behind, rustling the branches and foliage. The forest here was alive with more than just nature. Yes this forest held a powerful magic much like the witch, and with the same said similarities, an uneasy pact was made. One of mutual respect. The witch was welcome in the forest so long as the respect held true. However the wiles of nature can not always been so easily read.

The creeping of vines across the forest floor. The flower scent that tickled the felines nose. All of these were warning signs that the forest was in a particularly spirited mood this fine day. Should he had taken notice perhaps he could have avoided what was yet to come. Alas did he continue to pluck and forage for the ingredients his required and whilst distracted and lost in thought did the forest make it's move. A swift vine wrapped around the ankle to throw the witch off his balance. Another to catch him wrapped around his arm, and a thick vine pulling him up into the trees coiled firmly around the cat's torso.

From the shock of it all his eyes remained wide and soon he found himself face to face with a most enticing floret of the flowers core. Shimmering with golden honey hues which pulsated from the center, drawing the eye so easily. Citrine knew this tactic, one he had employed on many occasion, but one he surly was immune to himself.... right?

How long had it been since the sun went down?
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Posted on 2023-08-28 07:55:04
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Forgot spoiler tags are broken.

This is from a hypno RPG game in development called Perfect Home. You can find and play it here hypnocatto.itch.io/perfect-home