Bit later than I'd have liked, but here's another chapter that I hope feels fitting for the eve of Halloween! A bit of a story within a story, hehe. Hope you enjoy it!
Excerpt below:
“What kinds of flowers are those?” Lykou asked. “And… do they have some kind of use?”
“Some, but mostly they just make the place feel a little more cheery,” Algrytha explained. “And they’re laughodils, of course.”
Immediately, Kuna fixed her with a flat stare. “...what.”
Lykou couldn’t help but snort in amusement, both at the name, and at his companion’s expression.
The sereva’s eye twitched. “Please tell me you’re joking,”
“Not at all. Why?” Algrytha responded with an innocent expression. “Seems like a fitting name to me.”
Kuna slowly turned to Lykou. “...I don’t like gardens anymore.”
The konuul burst into a small fit of giggles. “Oh come on, it’s not that bad.”
“Wouldja like a tour of the garden? I’ve got some lovely eyelacs and twolips.”
“If they stare back at me or start talking, I’m taking my chances with the undead.”