Feb 23
Grub crawled forth into a place luscious and green with moss everywhere but something felt… wrong
It could hear crying past a tangle of brush
They walked past immediately struck by the blue glow they did not like the blue glow with butterflies everywhere
But the shape was still crying
She looked like a mossmir except instead of their wings being the sort of pale white-ish yellow they were light purple
“I miss her… so much…”
“Who are you?” Grub said approaching the mossmir
“…I don’t know”
Grub awoke with a start staring around they could still feel the mossmirs presence there but it couldn’t see her anymore
“…I don’t know”