Mar 10
@sm13convict has visited the grove.
Morel hears him before they see him. The blasphemous sound of boots crunching into soil, disturbing the dying roots beneath the soil. The gardener straightens, turns away from where they're tending to a brand-new mushroom patch ( the body that grew them, ironically enough, had been put their by Simon himself not long ago ).
They turn to face him, black hair hanging over their face like curtains. Bright eyes peer out, and a small tut escapes thin lips. "--- I've told you to follow the path. You'll interfere with the cycle."