The Withering Heart

The Withering Heart

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mar, oct 28, 2025
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I wanted this to feel like your favourite childhood story, but matured. Slightly that is. In The Withering Heart, magic and grief entwine in the gardens of one family. George Davidson tends a dying tree, mourning his mother whose simple last words haunt him into endless confusion. Find someone... to love. When a wounded stranger appears at his door, the fragile boundary between sorrow and hope begins to shift. A story of loss, secrets, and the power that blooms only through love. Can George and the mysterious visitor save the withering tree and will George's heart finally align with his mother's final words? Find someone to love.
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For the past two years, the only dreams George has had the pleasure of having were horrible, horrible nightmares. These nightmares always had five things in common. In every one, each and every person he cared about died in an excruciatingly painful way. In every one, George was tied up, and there were lacerations all across his chest that bled but didn't hurt. In every one, there was someone cackling in the background. In every one, there was something there. Something he could never remember the details of when he woke up. And lastly, that something would always lick his wounds slowly, savoring his blood and fear before whispering a promise in his ear. "I'll see you soon, Georgie." [DREAM NOT FOUND FIC, INSPIRED BY WIZARDSTOVE'S DREAM DEMON DESIGN]

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