[Senses magical quickening above. Corn blockade at the tunnel's entrance isn't what stops him from going Topside. Could easily slash thru the stalks, but whatever is 'cooking', not done yet.
Hears the tune. Feels it a fitting melody for his midnight wait. Joins in, matching his notes to the unseen whistler's.]
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Hears the tune. Feels it a fitting melody for his midnight wait. Joins in, matching his notes to the unseen whistler's.]