Welcome to my humble meadow...
The sweet voice seems to float away, carried by the gentle breeze. A small girl flutters before you, she smiles kindly and beckons you to follow her. Looking past the butterfly-girl, you see ancient ruins, crumbling and covered with blooming vines. The broken walls surround a large grassy area with a small, clear-blue pond in the center. Trees and broken logs, mossy stones and flower patches are scattered around, providing the perfect playground. She looks to you again, wondering why you're taking so long...
What are you waiting for? Let's play a game...
The sweet voice seems to float away, carried by the gentle breeze. A small girl flutters before you, she smiles kindly and beckons you to follow her. Looking past the butterfly-girl, you see ancient ruins, crumbling and covered with blooming vines. The broken walls surround a large grassy area with a small, clear-blue pond in the center. Trees and broken logs, mossy stones and flower patches are scattered around, providing the perfect playground. She looks to you again, wondering why you're taking so long...
What are you waiting for? Let's play a game...