πͺ΄ The Haunted Botanical Gardens
πͺ΄ The Haunted Botanical Gardens
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These curious little familiars do not belong entirely to this world.
They emerge from somewhere between the veil and the void β a strange place suspended between the living world and the underworld, where darkness is softened only by moonlight, wandering lanterns & the faint shimmer of moving magic.
A blackened universe lit by fragments of color.
A dusting of enchantment caught in motion.
A place where forgotten things continue to bloom.
Some say the gardens began after the world lost its wonder.
Yet strange phenomena still linger here β
glittering dust caught midair,
flowers that bloom only beneath certain moons,
wandering relics humming softly with impossible memory.
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This place is known as the Haunted Botanical Gardens.
A tangled world watched over by the garden keeper and her wandering little monsters β ππ πβ― ππΆπππβ―π β where abandoned curiosities, lost fragments & traces of forgotten enchantment continue to surface quietly among the roots.
Visitors who wander too deeply sometimes leave carrying more than they arrived with.
A memory.
A relic.
A feeling they thought had vanished long ago.
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The gardens stretch across four ancient corners, each carrying its own strange atmosphere, whispered stories, curious inhabitants & beautifully impossible discoveries.
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β οΈ The Deadly Poison Garden
in the North
A venomous wilderness of toxic blooms, forgotten remedies & dangerous little spirits where strange botanical phenomena continue to emerge beneath certain moons.
Some curiosities are best admired from a distance.
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π The Moon Garden
in the East
A moonlit sanctuary of silver petals, ghost orchids & wandering familiars where forgotten emotions continue to bloom softly beneath the evening sky.
Not every flower reveals itself by daylight.
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π«οΈ The Sleepy Hollows β
in the South
A drifting dreamscape wrapped in fog, lantern light & softened memory where Nightmyres wander quietly beneath eternal twilight.
Some paths are easier to remember than others.
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π―οΈ The Haunted Attic β
in the West
A cobwebbed resting place filled with forgotten relics, attic moths & strange little curiosities still humming softly with traces of enchantment.
Nothing here remains entirely still for long.
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And somewhere deeper within the gardensβ¦
hidden beyond the lantern pathsβ¦
rests the Haunted Conservatory