[As Siffrin apparently merges braincells with Chu Wenshan, they continue along into the maze -- deeper and deeper, they can feel the oppressiveness of the storm coming almost imperceptibly closer even if they continue to take all rights.
The walls are so tall that they can no longer see the big tree from here, either.
The hedges, however, are still luxuriant with foliage -- a large thorn only pokes through here and there, the different patterns marking their passage.
They'll pass the fountain basin that was fixed last time, gently burbling water like it was never a crazy illusion geyser (if they ever peeked into the hedge maze during the last week, they would have seen it there within the explorable bits). And eventually they'll come across more basins -- these are frozen solid, the ice somehow black.]
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The walls are so tall that they can no longer see the big tree from here, either.
The hedges, however, are still luxuriant with foliage -- a large thorn only pokes through here and there, the different patterns marking their passage.
They'll pass the fountain basin that was fixed last time, gently burbling water like it was never a crazy illusion geyser (if they ever peeked into the hedge maze during the last week, they would have seen it there within the explorable bits). And eventually they'll come across more basins -- these are frozen solid, the ice somehow black.]