[Epsilon is standing in a field of flowers. That isn't so new, as this is the Gardens, but this field of flowers is different, somehow, though in a way that's difficult to put a finger on. The flowers are bright and tall and thick upon the ground, and if one looks carefully, one can see that narrow paths run through them ( Read more... )

[A ripple rolls through the Gardens.

Warmth. Love. Togetherness. It spreads out from the ruins like a shockwave and passes through each and every person in its path in a flash.

Faint, unsteady snippets of song drift through the air, carried by some force other than the Vine, the voice behind them barely identifiable as the Queen's.]

Clusters of ( Read more... )

[A young woman with bright red hair and a rather odd outfit is standing before the vine, looking into the mirror with a friendly smile, though it's possible to see she’s a little cautiously apprehensive about this whole situation ( Read more... )

[A frightened-looking girl with short hair despite her icons can be seen in the mirrors. She's just so scared and helpless! She doesn't know what to do! She doesn't seem to realize there's a recording going on.]

Make use of the... vine? What does that m-mean...? Um-- I'm so confused, what do I...?