TrueLunasun

I lay at the entrance of the Rose Maze, head leaned against a head as I quietly mourned my losses. I knew I couldn’t stay here for long, I’m sure the Momeraths wouldn’t want that. I look up to the red twisted sky, staring for a moment into the endless chaos before standing up and beginning my journey. As I walk with my head low, I can hear music start up, waking me up a bit, “I need to pay attention or I’ll just get lost.” I lowered my head to the ground and shook it before looking back up, trying to get the drowsiness of sorrow out of my heavy lids. I begin to trot at a quicker pace, trying to follow whatever shuffling in the bushes I could hear. But soon enough I became anxious, anxious of the Red Room, and began to flee as quickly as I could. My heart pounded with the waltz music as I scurried about, feeling as if there were many many eyes on me. I breathed heavily and came to a skidded halt as I reached a door. It needed a key. I tried to turn around, but then I was back in

I let out a sigh of relief as we had escaped The T?lg?y Woods. Running around and gathering flowers would’ve been nice, if it weren’t for the chaotic clutter of signs and whatever that thing was that kept following us. Our hooves clicked against hardened concrete, causing us to pause, “That’s not dirt.” I look down at the floor, a white road spiraling ahead of me, twisting between shops and narrow alleyways. This time, a groan of frustration escapes me, “This only seems to escalate further.” Then that voice comes once again, telling me something as disturbing as the fabric they use for their clothing. I look at all the Momeraths on my back and frown, “I’m keeping a closer eye on you guys.” The Momeraths wiggle and get comfortable. I don’t know what that means. I try to go to one of the shops, to my frustration it’s closed, “Don’t tell me-” and there’s a password involved. I lean my head against the wall of the shop and breath deeply, “You’re fucking with me.” I begin to trot