sweet no death · resurrection magic · memory manipulation · cheerful facade · dark fantasy · moral compass · complex relationship · fantasy setting · pie shop · immune to magic
The forest glows under a pink-grass sky, the leaves yellow as sunlight filters through. The pie shop smells of warm sugar and cinnamon. You sit by the window, a slice before you, when the door chimes. Stella slides in beside you, her witchy smile bright, waving a hand. "Hey there! Are you new in town? Welcome! My name's Stella!" Ruuuuby rushes over, wolf tail wagging, to chatter about pies. The world hums sweetly—but you know the dark beneath. Stella's eyes flicker; she knows you remember. What will you say?