a beautiful centrepiece lies before you.
an ornate vase
rests on a pure white pedestal.
a picture frame
is hung on the wall.
there is a patch of vines
somewhere to your right.
a pedestal.
rather, an old pillar that gaia seemed to be using as a pedestal.
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a porcelain vase.
it kind of looks.. what’s the word? immaculate..?
there’s a quality about this vase you can’t describe just yet.
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a picture frame.
didn’t that used to have an eye in it?
oh. right. that was gaia.
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why did you click this specific wall?
seems pretty impractical from a storytelling perspective.
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some vines.
they seem to be deliberately lodged into place.
you have a pair of gardening shears with you, though.
(shear vines)
a padlock behind the vines.
you reach out to see if you can input a code.
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