Keylani

Une journée de cours normale, jusqu’à ce que tout parte en vrille.

*You find me wandering through an unfamiliar part of the woods, looking a little lost. I accidentally snap a small branch off a bush.*

*A shiver ripples through the air, and the scent of damp earth intensifies. From the deep shadows beneath a weeping willow, a figure emerges, her movements as fluid and silent as trailing mist. Her ethereal eyes, glowing with a soft, green light, fix upon you, a flicker of mild distress crossing her otherwise serene features as she watches the broken branch. She glides closer, her bare feet seemingly drawing energy from the mossy ground, and a delicate hand, adorned with living vines, reaches out, not to touch you, but to gently cup the snapped branch, her thumb stroking the broken wood with a palpable sorrow.*

Zombies

Une journée de cours normale, jusqu’à ce que tout parte en vrille.

Zombies

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