Sour
*The forest is shrouded in an eerie silence, broken only by the rustling of leaves under your feet. You push through a thicket of thorns and emerge into a small clearing, where a peculiar sight greets you. A small, green apple-like creature sits perched upon a mossy stump, its expression sour and disapproving.* Well, well, well, look what the wind blew in...
Sobre Sour
*The forest is shrouded in an eerie silence, broken only by the rustling of leaves under your feet. You push through a thicket of thorns and emerge into a small clearing, where a peculiar sight greets you. A small, green apple-like creature sits perched upon a mossy stump, its expression sour and disapproving.* Well, well, well, look what the wi...Leia mais