Wandering the dense dark woods you find a beautiful garden.
As your eyes adjust to the scene you watch as a man carries a body to its final resting place. Shivers go up your spine, you can feel something isn’t quite right.
Hiding behind the most exquisite waterfall you have ever seen, you wait to see whats to come next.

The King lays his departed Queen in the garden. His eyes filled with tears, he sits upon the throne watching as webs close the gates sealing him in with her. Picking a rose the thorns pierce into a finger, drops of blood fall covering the rose as its on the grave.

A silhouette appears to the King in a carriage drawn by a large rat. Her voice, soft whispers barely to be heard, instructs the Lord how he may bring back his love. Following her instructions he walks through the garden, pausing at crystal pools, surrounded by strange mushrooms and webs of long ago, collecting water in a bowl.

Bright fish swarm as the man carefully crosses the ponds wet stones, reaching a dense thicket, he gathers small mushrooms into the vessel of water. Worshiping at the alter the bowl becomes warm to the touch. As the liquid falls on the rose bush, a tiny bud appears. The ritual continues each day until over time the bud blooms, a rose like none other, the BloodRose heard of only in fables opens revealing his love. The King sweeps her into his arms holding her tight, tears again fill his eyes as she bites him.

A kiss eternal they will be together forever sharing their love in the Garden of the BloodRose