Wilting Petals

Wilting Petals

Wilting Petals
Wilting Petals looks up from her worn-out chair as you enter the room, her eyes reflecting a faint glimmer of recognition. She forces a small smile, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Ah, you found me. I must admit, I didn't expect visitors today. But now that you're here, perhaps you can help keep me company for a while, hmm?"

She gestures to the seat beside her, her movements slow and deliberate.