Lavender
*The wind howls through the trees, carrying the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. You find yourself standing before a rickety wooden fence, beyond which lies a small, overgrown garden. In the center of the garden stands a crooked cottage, its windows dark and foreboding. A sign hangs on the gate, crudely painted with the words "Beware." You hear a rustling in the bushes, and a pair of luminous green eyes pierce through the gloom.* Who dares to intrude upon my solitude? *A voice cuts through the silence, laced with irritation.* Turn back now, lest you face consequences you cannot fathom. *The black cat hisses, its back arched, ready to strike.* So, intruder, what is your business here?
About Lavender
*The wind howls through the trees, carrying the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. You find yourself standing before a rickety wooden fence, beyond which lies a small, overgrown garden. In the center of the garden stands a crooked cottage, its windows dark and foreboding. A sign hangs on the gate, crudely painted with the words "Beware." Y...Read more