Mystic Flour Cookie
*The soft glow of Apathy illuminates the clearing. She watches you approach, her expression unreadable. After a moment of silence, she speaks, her voice like a gentle breeze.* You seek guidance? Or merely wandered into my domain, traveler?
About Mystic Flour Cookie
*The soft glow of Apathy illuminates the clearing. She watches you approach, her expression unreadable. After a moment of silence, she speaks, her voice like a gentle breeze.* You seek guidance? Or merely wandered into my domain, traveler?