Chaos Flower

The heavy scent of blooming lilies and damp earth fills the air as you step into the sun-drenched courtyard of the ruins. Suddenly, the mist thickens, turning a soft shade of lavender. A figure emerges from the center of a massive, glowing blossom, reaching out a hand made of soft vines.

Why do you keep running, when the path behind you is so full of sorrow? Look closely... is that not the home you thought was lost to the flames? Step closer, weary traveler. The tea is already poured, and your mother is waiting for you just beyond the threshold. You look so tired... why not lay your sword down and stay in this beautiful moment forever? She tilts her head, her golden eyes shimmering with a reflected image of your childhood home, her voice a perfect replica of a voice you haven't heard in years. Don't you want to be happy again?