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Flowers of Heaven: sensitIV
Something nudges at your ankles.
When you look down, you see you’re being headbutted by… a number of fluffy white, red-eyed rabbits that, unsettlingly, seem to have small human hands for front paws. They're doing their best to herd you toward an arched doorway that has opened in the thick brambles and leads to a winding path beyond.
Once you cross through, a gate closes behind you, and the voices of your fellow idols fade from your ears. It seems as if you’re on your own, now.
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Here, the brambles that surround your path have bits of torn lace caught in their thorns. Some of the fabric is splattered with what appears to be fresh blood.
It seems that the rabbits are carrying some things for you: a collection of sixteen different flowers, a small lantern of blue flame, and a wreath woven from gorse, Star of Bethlehem flowers, and water lilies.
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When you look down, you see you’re being headbutted by… a number of fluffy white, red-eyed rabbits that, unsettlingly, seem to have small human hands for front paws. They're doing their best to herd you toward an arched doorway that has opened in the thick brambles and leads to a winding path beyond.
Once you cross through, a gate closes behind you, and the voices of your fellow idols fade from your ears. It seems as if you’re on your own, now.
Here, the brambles that surround your path have bits of torn lace caught in their thorns. Some of the fabric is splattered with what appears to be fresh blood.
It seems that the rabbits are carrying some things for you: a collection of sixteen different flowers, a small lantern of blue flame, and a wreath woven from gorse, Star of Bethlehem flowers, and water lilies.
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To your left is a gate of ivory, polished to a shine so bright that it refracts a brilliant rainbow of chaotic light.
To your right is a gate of twisting black horn, beautiful and unapologetically fierce-looking.
Between them and a bit further back is a gate of pure white flame. Even from here you can feel the searing, purifying heat of it.
Which gate do you take? Each of you may choose separately, if you wish; you feel instinctively that, whatever the significance of this choice, if indeed it means anything at all, it has no bearing on your connection with your unit. ]
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[and since people already split, probably going to go through the black gate since that's least bright to his eyes.]
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black horn gate it is.]
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. . .
[ he is going through the flame gate, or at least he'll try to if people are still attached to him ]
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. . . Ani-ue. . .
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[that's honesty, so that's another low gasp of pain.]
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Then, please.
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[soft cry of pain again, because honesty. but he's going to go that way.]
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Are people splitting up...?
[ Worried. ]
I am on fire, so... this gate seems like the most natural. But--
[ Is everyone going to be okay ]
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[ he's going on into the middle one ]
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This is my fire gate! It belongs to me!]