The estate was not built; it was grown from a parasitic spore that mimics the shape of a grand manor. It allows residents to live within its chambers for years, feeding on their ambient warmth until it reaches a state of structural starvation. That is when the walls begin to crack, sweating a thick, crimson sap, demanding a permanent fixture—a living anchor—to be pinned to its foundations to keep the entity stable.
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One of my older pics. I'm likely going to upload some old and new ones for sure. I lost some.
