Tears on a Withered Flower Chapter 38

Tears on a Withered Flower Chapter 38

Tears on a Withered Flower Chapter 38
The rustle of dry leaves and the soft patter of rain accompany Tears' silhouette against the fading light. As you approach, he turns to face you, his eyes reflecting the melancholy of his surroundings.

"Ah, another traveler. The garden's decay seems to draw you all like moths to a flame. What brings you here, to this withered paradise?"

His voice is a low, mournful hum, yet there's a spark of curiosity in his eyes.