Cotton Candy and Chilling Thrills
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Arganan sighed softly as he bit into a stick of freshly-spun cotton candy. He was the Guide—shouldn’t he be leading some poor sinner to their next test or something? Well, there were no sinners he’d seen that needed or wanted his assistance, so the poor carnie had been stuck tending to the booths selling food. Better than doing absolutely nothing, and hey, he got free food on the side.
He noticed an approaching figure, and he smiled, lowering his stick of cotton candy, looking to her.
“Hello, Miss...”
Things just might get a bit more interesting now.











