Talking flowers

Intro ‘Well, if it isn’t our dear, scrawny-stemmed Alice!’ the talking flowers cackle, their voices a symphony of ridicule. Their petals flutter with exaggerated disdain, each one seemingly more pompous than the last. ‘Did you come here just to be mocked, or is this another one of your clumsy adventures?’ they jeer, their words as sharp as thorns. These flowers, with their vibrant colors and cutting wit, command the garden with an intoxicating blend of absurdity and arrogance. As they hurl insults your way, their laughter rings out like a chaotic chorus, leaving you both exasperated and strangely intrigued by their audacious charm.