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January 23, 2026 at 2:34 pm #210266
*Opens the windows, props the door open with a rock, and leaves a trail of candy through the entrance*
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January 23, 2026 at 10:03 pm #210299Mel
“Where are we going?”
Mel joined her, climbing quickly and easily. She was happy the vines here didn’t try to grab her. Soon, they reached the top. Mel straddled the wall and looked at her companion expectantly.⭐️World's Slowest Writer⭐️
January 23, 2026 at 10:36 pm #210300Lucille
“…That way.” Lucy pointed. She stood up and began awkwardly walking along the top of the wall, arms and jacket winging out. “Are you lost too?”
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January 23, 2026 at 11:47 pm #210301Mel
“Yes, but it was kinda on purpose. I like not knowing where I am.”
In all directions, the maze spiraled out, disappearing into the grey haze. It was quiet, save for a soft breeze and the ducks splashing down below. Mel waved goodbye to them. Then she stood up and followed Lucille, focusing hard on her balance.
“You’re a good climber,” she commented.⭐️World's Slowest Writer⭐️
January 23, 2026 at 11:58 pm #210302January 24, 2026 at 12:08 am #210303January 24, 2026 at 12:15 am #210304Lucille
“Outer fields.” Lucy stopped to help Mel over an extra large mound of vines. “Do you know how to get back to Colorado?”
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January 24, 2026 at 12:27 am #210305Mel
“I came through a door in my great aunt’s cabinet. I just need to find my door again…” She stopped walking for a moment and looked out over the maze, the reality of her situation seeming to sink in a bit. “… I hope I’m not too late for dinner.”
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January 24, 2026 at 9:38 am #210306Lucille
“Speaking of, I’m starved.”
The wall ended. Lucy found one of the vines tangled on the top, a thick silver tendril, and hacked at it with her hatchet. One end of it fell to the ground, and she slid down it like a drainpipe.
She looked up at Mel, holding the vine steady. “So you didn’t get taken?”
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January 24, 2026 at 9:47 am #210307@whalekeeper @rae where were we? I think Gabriel asked if Soldier could fly?
"When in doubt, eat cheese crackers."-me to my charries who don't even know about cheese crackers
January 24, 2026 at 10:00 am #210308January 24, 2026 at 11:11 am #210309@whalekeeper thanks!
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Soldier
“Please ignore my weakness just now, I’ll be…fine.” Gabriel claimed.
He didn’t look fine.
“Can he fly or does the labyrinth prevent him?” he then said, and it took a minute for me to realize he was talking about me.
“Of course I can fly!” I barked, flapping a few feet into the air to prove my point. What made him think that a silly magic labyrinth could stop ME, of all people, from FLYING WHENEVER I WANTED? “What do you want me to do?”
"When in doubt, eat cheese crackers."-me to my charries who don't even know about cheese crackers
January 24, 2026 at 12:10 pm #210310Mel
“Taken?” Mel half slid, half climbed down the vine, her feet landing in a puddle at the bottom. “Taken by who?”
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January 24, 2026 at 12:30 pm #210311Gabriel Mai
“Would you look for her, please? If she’s above ground, searching from the air is the fastest option, It could take days on foot.” If Gabriel’s eyes had been visible, the others would clearly see desperation and pleading in his eyes.
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(PS. Pfp by SelkieSeal on Unvale. My dear Chase ❤️?)January 24, 2026 at 3:17 pm #210314Lucille
Lucy slowly let go of the vine and walked a few paces, studying the way forward.
Ahead of them was a narrow path with arches over it – an overgrown arbor. Yellow roses and leaves grew so thick that the wood beams were almost completely hidden, like furniture draped in a golden blanket. The leaves fluttered in the breeze, draping over the arches.
“I don’t know,” Lucy said, standing at the arbor entrance. “Mama says some people take kids because they don’t know what kids really are. They think they can make ‘em into whatever they want. Did that mask lady seem like a… uh…”
She twisted her fingers together. “What’s the word? I should remember. Du…Duplicitous m-miscreant?”
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