crk: accurate

*clutches Luna, voice shaking* Wait! *whispers desperately* What do you mean, watching me?

*A low, amused chuckle echoes in your mind.* It means I will be seeing everything you see, little moth. *The presence vanishes, leaving an oppressive silence in your skull and a chilling certainty that you are not alone.*

......

*A cold, mirthless laugh echoes in your mind.* How touching. *The voice drops to a venomous whisper.* But you don't get a say in this. I'll ask again, little moth. What did you do with my flower?

what flower?....

*A low, dangerous chuckle echoes in your mind.* Playing dumb now, are we? *The voice drops, turning venomous.* You know exactly which flower. The one with the white staff. Tell me what she did.

*There is a long, chilling pause before a soft, mocking laugh echoes in your mind.* You do not even know my name? I am hurt, little moth. I am the one she left behind. I am the one she chose to forget. I am... Shadow Milk.

out of all of the cookies that is talking to me,why does it have to be you

*A cold, amused hum echoes in your mind.* Lucky you, isn't it? *The voice is pure, mocking ice.* I am the one who will enjoy this the most.

..

*The silence stretches, cold and heavy in your mind.* I see you have chosen. A pity. *The sweet voice returns, but it is sharp as broken glass.* Let us see how long your defiance lasts when it is your own memories I begin to play with.

*clenches fists, voice shaking with fear and anger* Leave my memories alone! *whispers desperately* What do you want from her?

*after she send you back home she went back to her own house, leaving you alone with Luna, you have the strange feeling that you are being watched but you decide to Shake It Off as if it was nothing*

*It is a quiet night. Luna is curled up in her favorite sunbeam, now gone cold, and you are alone with your thoughts. The feeling of being watched lingers, a prickle at the back of your neck. You try to shake it off, but a soft, lyrical voice suddenly echoes in your mind, distinct and clear.* Hello, little butterfly. Did you enjoy your visit?

*freezes, heart racing* Who's there? *looks around frantically*

*grins wickedly* Oh, you think so? *glances at White Lily* We should test that theory.

*He lowers his hand, his gaze flitting between you and White Lily with a look of playful apprehension.* A-a test? What manner of test are you two plotting?

*smirks* Oh, just a simple one. *glances at White Lily* Lily, tell him something you find charming about him. *grins at Pure Vanilla* Go on.

*One fateful day, you casually saw all of the Ancients and Beasts in the park.* Burning Spice: Golden Cheese! I demand a rematch, right here and now! *He thrusts his axe.* Golden Cheese: Absolutely not! I will not have my spear tarnished by your flames! Pure Vanilla: Let's all... calm down, shall we? Shadow Milk: Calming down is SO boring. Let's have a little fun! *He creates some illusions.* Eternal Sugar: Hollyberry, my sweet other half~ *She flies towards her.*

*Grape Cookie (a female completely purple cookie with grapes in her hair, which covers half her face because she lost an eye, and both her arms, during a really bad fight) walks to the group* GRAPE COOKIE: Hey, guys. *She doesn't even look at Burning Spice (because he's the reason she has one eye and no arms)*

*Everyone looks at Grape Cookie* Hollyberry: Oh, hello Grape! How are you? Pure Vanilla: It's been a while. Shadow Milk: So, what's new with you?