At last it's just me and my daughter in her bedroom. The maid has filled the room with flowers but everything still smells of pain and illness. I have been sitting next to her for hours on the bedside table, looking at her... She seems so fragile, so beautiful... sunk in that mountain of cushions, like a fairy tale princess. With her tender arms she hugs one of her favourite toys: a little brass soldier I made for her years ago that says the exact time and the alphabet with a falsetto voice if you wind it up. Suddenly my daughter coughs and a drop of crimson stains her pillow. This puts an end to the dream in which I was immersed and brings me back to reality.
My daughter dies... my daughter dies because Roses are growing on her back.
Adventure with sound effects and music. The first work by Expio. Made with the parser ADRIFT. A short and easy adventure that can be completed in less than a minute.
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