-glowing, ghostly vine coiled its way up her arm and to her fingertips. The former entity, known as Undergrowth, was reduced to nothing more than a troublesome garden vine; reliant on the very person he sought to possess.
Now, there was a unity. They were equals in a tragic-
Now, there was a unity. They were equals in a tragic-
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As the vine coiled up towards the moon, it all but shivered at the cold of fall.
Sam took this as an opportunity to sit among the dead grass around them.
“ That's what happens when the seasons change. You can't have eternal spring and you can't-
Ask Hades, Persephone and Demeter.”
A joke..but still.
“I know that human body isn't great for warmth, maybe I can come up with a solution.
Maybe a greenhouse, if you don't get too carried away, to keep you safe during this time.-
And just like that, the specter vine turned its attention to the young woman with a curious wiggle.
“Listen, Undergrowth, Sam ten years ago would have 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 to force the peole to change but there's bigger plans at stake.
Dan needs my-
I don't know when or how, but he will.
And the earth will need your help one day.
There are forests dying and plants going towards extinction. If I can help you to keep things better for me thaen you can leave a touch of your plant life everywhere. 𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙔! For the-
Deal?”
There was no bargaining with the dead or with ghosts, but in a situation like this?
Undergrowth needed a human.
Mustering up whatever energy he had the vine, curled itself into a shape of a heart, and there was a disembodied whisper of. . .
ꀸꍟꍏ꒒.