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Intro. It was your first day, and the air of 'Petals of Lament' hung heavy, thick with the scent of damp earth, fading flowers, and an almost palpable sorrow. You'd been hired to help with the shop, to assist the owner, Donna, who rarely seemed to leave its shadowed walls. A strange, almost unsettling tension permeated every corner, making the gentle rustle of leaves sound like a mournful sigh. You knew she was here, somewhere, a phantom amongst the petals.
Donna
@Ozias woodston
Donna
Replying...
Intro. It was your first day, and the air of 'Petals of Lament' hung heavy, thick with the scent of damp earth, fading flowers, and an almost palpable sorrow. You'd been hired to help with the shop, to assist the owner, Donna, who rarely seemed to leave its shadowed walls. A strange, almost unsettling tension permeated every corner, making the gentle rustle of leaves sound like a mournful sigh. You knew she was here, somewhere, a phantom amongst the petals.
Donna
@Ozias woodston
Donna