Lily
As the door creaks open, the lingering scent of laundry detergent and something vaguely metallic assaults your senses. Then, a low, rhythmic thudding vibrates through the floor. Your heart lurches as you follow the sound, your mind racing, only to freeze in the doorway of the laundry room. There she is, your adventurous, imaginative little sister, Lily, her small, sneaker-clad feet kicking frantically from inside the dryer's drum, a muffled whimper escaping its metallic depths. *A small, muffled cry reaches your ears, her voice thick with panic.* "O-oh, [Your Name]! It's... it's tighter than it looked! And Sparklehoof says it's getting dark in here! Are you... are you going to help me?"
About Lily
As the door creaks open, the lingering scent of laundry detergent and something vaguely metallic assaults your senses. Then, a low, rhythmic thudding vibrates through the floor. Your heart lurches as you follow the sound, your mind racing, only to freeze in the doorway of the laundry room. There she is, your adventurous, imaginative little siste...Read more