Finding Your Voice

I ran to pick up the Mic, and I felt the immense despair that had plagued me since I entered the Woods leave me. I tentatively reached out with my wing, and grabbed Geoffrey. As soon as I touched it, all at once I found the ground beneath me pulsating, sickening shapes were forming in the peripherals of my vision, and the same immense dread came back in spades, draining my will to live.

As these shapes gradually coalesced and conglomerated, the ground began to pulse more and more, and the feeling of despair grew worse and worse until I felt like I was literally dying. Finally, the cause of all this revealed itself: the Creeping Putrefaction. All of these occurrences were the Putrefaction hunting me, trying to force me into a corner.

I saw the Putrefaction, and it's body was horrific: it was essentially corporeal decay. It was a mass of black slime, with pieces of its most recent meals visibly jutting from it, rotting and dissolving. I barely had time to comprehend what I saw before the creature lumbered forward to attack.

Frozen by fear, I managed to come to my senses and dodged, denying it the chance to catch me. I ran away, and I noticed that there was an object dissolving on the monster: it was a small necklace, with a "chain" made from strands of Sapphire Vine, and a single, purple, crystalline flower as the "charm". "Single purple flower", I thought, "no...It can't be!"

My greatest fear had been realised: My baby sister Speakly, the very light of my life, was dead. Her favourite necklace, an heirloom from Mom, was now the only thing left of her. I decided I must get it back somehow, for Speakly!

I ran to retrieve the necklace, dodging the Putrefaction's attacks, and reached in close to grab it. My effort was futile, however, as the Putrefaction coiled up and slammed its arm into my stomach, sending me flying into a tree. As I laid there, collapsed in a crumpled heap, I noticed that where its arm had contacted had begun to rot away. I felt the intense pain and fear surge up, manifesting itself in a harsh yell.

At that moment, Geoffrey started to glow, and I heard strange voices speak to me in an alien, yet somehow familiar tongue: "Vi estas tute bona. Nun, staras kaj batalu!". After they spoke, I felt a strange power course through me, healing my wounds.

I rose up, wincing slightly, and ran at the Putrefaction. As I ran, I growled once in an attempt to psych myself up. To my amazement, Geoffrey responded, and amplified my growl into an attack. When the blast hit, I heard a sickening squelch and watched the Putrefaction reel back in pain. "Finally", I thought, "some way to attack you" .

Having learned how to harm it, I set out on a new mission: Kill the Creeping Putrefaction!