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[he_who_dwells]

We have a situation at the statue garden, guys.

The older ice statues are changing. I thought they were melting, but then I looked closer. They're looking less human. More like what I sort of remember from being attacked by the Unseen.

Just...look...

[ And he sends a few pictures. They're of the same statues, the first pictures he sends are older. From a few weeks ago. But the pictures he sends now, of the same statues, are clearly different. Hunched over just a bit. The facial expression less serene and more angry. Teeth showing and sharp, eyes a bit bigger and somehow more sinister. ]


I'm not sure about you guys, but I don't think I want my friend turning into one of the Unseen, so I'm pretty sure we have to do something to stop this for good. I'll be at the library trying to research things. Come join me. I'm really not the best at this.

Comments

[forleaving]

Well, that's kind of morbid. If the statues are the people, maybe it's like some kind of magical stasis? Like butterflies in cocoons.

[Except instead of turning into beautiful insects they were turning into terrible monsters...somehow.]

There's got to be a way to reverse it, or else we're going to have a lot more Unseen on our hands if this really is how they're created.

[he_who_dwells]

Wouldn't it be great if they came out with butterfly wings and not ice-injury inducing fangs and claws?

[forleaving]

I'd take butterfly wings any day over fangs and claws.

[he_who_dwells]

Right? Amber phantom wings or nothing.

[forleaving]

That sounds pretty. I'd like one of those blue winged butterflies.

[He meant the blue morpho butterfly, but he had no idea it was called that.]