You’re invited!
A quiet sound is heard as a spider drops a card off at your feet. The spider, with a pink heart on its back and many red eyes, crawls away as soon as you see it. A shimmer caught your eyes as you looked down. The card was a shiny blush pink, held in a fancy white lace doily, and tied together under a black satin bow. The bow seems to unravel itself elegantly in the air as a winged pink cloud with a halo forms around the card, acting as a pedestal, lifting the card right up to you. How convenient! The light takes a sparkle in the air as the card presents itself.
An invitation to the funeral of Ika Toriaen. Word had spread a bit about her. It seemed this was hosted by… Cozbi? From the rumors, at least, although many had witnessed, Cozbi had apparently been the reason there’s a need for a funeral at all. Reports of an attempted massacre, the death of a fairy, the garden was decaying, apparently the goddess of death herself was there- and she didn’t like it one bit. Now that it comes to mind, not everyone left the tea party. What was going on in that place? Better yet, what was going on with Cozbi?
A voice makes itself heard, ringing like a bell inside your head.
“Shall I see you there? :)”
The choice is yours.
