The breeze had grown unnaturally still, the ancient pines giving way to a dense and silent grove filled exclusively with weeping cherry trees. Despite the late hour, the path beneath your feet was layered with an impossibly soft carpet of pink and vivid scarlet petals. It was odd to see such a beautiful place at the Twisted Maze Grove.

From the heart of the clearing emerged a figure. Cherry Blossom Cookie stood there.

"Heehee! Look at that, a visitor. You really shouldn't wander so far into the woods after dark, dear. But it's alright. You're here now." She tilted her head. "All this beauty is just waiting for an audience. Come, stay a while. We're having a little family picnic, and I insist you join us."