clouds came and covered the sun

[hairpining]

[You find yourself in a small, quaint little town. The architecture has a notably late-1800s bent to it, in contrast to the clean, crisp air you breathe – combined with a faint, flowery scent – it's almost as though it is not industrialized at all.

Which would be easy enough to believe. After all, there do not seem to be any people out other than you and your fellow spelunkers – in spite of the occasional whisper you might hear. Hushed and impossible to actually make out.

Far in the distance lies a towering building, similar in shape to a fairytale castle.]

(Castle Town | Atelier | Smithy | Castle Town Revisited |
Painting the Roses Red | The Golden Afternoon | Castle Corridor |
The Library of Babel | The Girl Without Hands | The Garden of Paradise | The White Bride and the Black One |
The Princess Sleeping in the Glass Coffin)

((BGM entirely for ~atmospheric~ and ~stylistic~ purposes and personal reference, feel free to listen if you want to!))

Comments

[artsistic]

...Did you have to take that?

[provocate]

Those, my dear. [Already put the other two away *3*]

But yes, I did.

[artsistic]

...Please don't start any fights, okay? Or get caught.

[provocate]

No promises~! [Laughs!]

[artsistic]

This is my best friend, okay?! I'm really worried about her. And if things don't go alright, I won't be very happy, understand?

[provocate]

[Oh dear... so that laugh... is gonna take on a kinda mean edge to it]

How unfortunate for you~ [To care about someone so much!]

[artsistic]

[She glares mercilessly.]

I've killed stronger things than you.

[provocate]

[WHAT AHAHAKSDJFKLJ]

You don't know anything about me, darling!

[artsistic]

And yet I am prepared to do terrible things to you if you mess this up. That's how devoted I am to my friend.

[provocate]

[Baww what a cutie ('8 Reaches over to pat her head]

Your dedication is noted, my dear.

[artsistic]

[dsgjlfsf]

I'm not your dear!

[provocate]

[PFFF HAHALASDKJF

Are you someone else's? I can specify if you please, darling.

[artsistic]

There's no need for that.

[provocate]

Then why are you complaining, my dear. [('8!!]

[artsistic]

It's none of your business.

[provocate]

[Huu...]

Well then. I think I'll continue speaking how I please, hm?

[artsistic]

Just remember what I said.

[provocate]

I'll do my very best, dear.

[...but he. Yawns right after he says that? Threats from overconfident children are not really things he usually takes seriously 8'|]