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Darkest dungeon the weald
Darkest dungeon the weald





darkest dungeon the weald

our backyard sloped down into a forest rather than being that rickety old swing set that we don't use anymore & my mom's garden.

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it was all the green plant I brought home in kindergarten that had taken over the entire yard before my mom pulled it up bc slugs lived in it & they ate the roots of her other plants. there was a dude that looked like victor arcane except that I haven't even watched arcane or even particularly like him. anyway he was sitting in a chair in front of the big circular area thing. idk he had brown hair & the poor little meow meow vibe. There was a small girl who was like, very magically powerful but also like 4 who was singing a little song & poking her fingers into holes in my chair's decorations to knock the water out & he was smiling at her. He was sitting out here grieving btw bc I died & this was all being narrated from my ghost's pov & he had a crush on me. Anyway he zones out or gets a book out or something but the kid's little game summoned some kind of undead decomposing slime creature in the circle area.







Darkest dungeon the weald