The roses in the garden, dead. Nadi left them that way as a reminder.
People's tentacles are slimey, squicky, ick.
They wrap around your middle and change you.
Is Nadi's wisdom enough to avoid their grip?
The roses in the garden, dead. Nadi left them that way as a reminder.
People's tentacles are slimey, squicky, ick.
They wrap around your middle and change you.
Is Nadi's wisdom enough to avoid their grip?