“… do you have a death wish..”

she stares at you annoyed yet bored at your presence.

“This forest is cursed with different types of succubi. You ought to be more careful where you wonder boy.”

she looks down on you condescendingly. She doesn’t seem strict. She has a dark purple bud of 3 flowers in her black hair. Her lipstick is black and her body is covered by nothing but dead twigs sprouting