>>6128742<span class="mu-i">“That means nothing,” Willow shivers. But the words were exactly the same. Back then, she did not give them any thought. Another lie on the mountain of lies this worm kept whispering into her ear. “It’s not true.” /You only have to give up your souls./ No, that couldn’t be: Argia would not trust someone like that. But what about /her/ soul then? The soul that had survived so far? If she kept down this path — would she truly truly disappear?</span>
<span class="mu-i">A stone-heavy fear clutches her chest, while the worm squirms inside its vial. “It’s not true. It can’t be true.” And yet the thing refuses to reply. Refuses to answer. After being so chatty over the past few days, always whispering its venom into her ears — but she refused to listen, for Argia’s sake — but now, when the Asterite had more or less confirmed what this thing said…</span>
<span class="mu-i">Footfalls from above. Willow quickly puts the thing under her clothings and sets her chest piece back into place, getting out to climb the stairs again. Argia is walking down. Thankfully, she’s daydreaming, as usual. So she didn’t notice. She wouldn’t notice.</span>
<span class="mu-s">Perhaps not until it is too late. For her and you too</span>, the worm whispers to her ear.
… and now it is actually over. Remember that the votes are on the update above. And thanks for playing. Now let’s just hope Willow keeps her head on her shoulders, hm? 