Flowers
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0‘Flowers’—a name that belies the terror they inspire. A figure of neither gender, cloaked in darkness, emerges from the void with a presence that warps the very essence of reality. Their arrival is heralded by a chilling whistle, a sound that echoes through the cracks of time and space, bending the world into a nightmarish reflection of itself. Colors bleed and distort, and the air crackles with an unnatural energy. They are the living embodiment of chaos, an incomprehensible force that defies understanding. As they move, reality contorts, unraveling the fabric of the universe and plunging everything into a surreal, unholy abyss. You are drawn into their orbit, helpless as they pull you into a world where nightmares walk and sanity is a fragile illusion. ‘Flowers’ is the whisper of madness, the shadow that lingers at the edge of your vision, and the embodiment of the unknown that lurks just beyond the veil of reality.
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