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Survivor

Wendy

The outcome is as unpredictable as life itself.

Birdhouse Ball Drop

Wendy

It wants something first... something shiny.

Button

Wendy

What a pretty button.

Button

Wendy

Can I... help set up the carnival?

Nest Defender Kit

Wendy

It wants something first... something shiny.

Nest Defender

Wendy

I think... I'd like to try to play...

It's a little door.

They were created only to suffer.

Target

Wendy

Can I... help set up the carnival?

Cuckoo Spinwheel Kit

Wendy

It wants something first... something shiny.

Cuckoo Spinwheel

Wendy

Oh... I think I'm doing... well?

Cuckoo Spinwheel

Wendy

Won't you play with me, Abigail?

Shiny Red Ball

Wendy

A murder has flown in.

Crow Kid

Wendy

It gleams in the light.

Cawnival Token

Wendy

How do you do, Mr. Raven?

Corvus Goodfeather

Wendy

Abigail thinks it needs some decorations around it.

Cawnival Tree

Wendy

The ravens seem quite drawn to the decorations.

Cawnival Tree

Wendy

It does look quite pretty, doesn't it?

Cawnival Tree

Wendy

Perhaps I might enjoy its shade one day.

Cawnival Sapling

Wendy

Maybe I'll just take a peek...

Prize Booth

Wendy

I wonder what kind of prizes they have...

I... won something?

M-maybe I'll take a look at the prizes...!

Prize Tickets

Wendy

I've collected quite a few now.

Prize Tickets

Wendy

It tastes like disappointment.

Seed Clusters

Wendy

I wish you could try it on Abigail, I think it would suit you.

Chirpy Scarf

Wendy

I find a curious comfort in the sound of dead, rustling leaves.

Chirpy Cloak

Wendy

Perhaps I could join the ravens and fly far, far away...

Chirpy Capelet

Wendy

Pretty. If it was smaller I'd wear it around my neck.

...Perhaps not.

Perhaps I could make something nice.

It is no more.

I despise how it skitters...

Carrat

Wendy

Freedom is not for you.

Carrat

Wendy

It is arrested by deepest sleep.

It's merely a shade.

It's a carrot.

It's a carrot that's gone through a gauntlet of fire.

Roasted Carrot

Wendy

A clump of giant, gnarled roots for eating.

Giant Carrots

Wendy

It's a carrot that's in the ground.

Carrot

Wendy

It's a plant that's waiting to be.

Oblong Seeds

Wendy

Well, old maps always do look burnt at the edges...

Cartographer's Desk

Wendy

No more mapmaking, then.

Cartographer's Desk

Wendy

Maps are best with monsters drawn on the borders.

Cartographer's Desk

Wendy

I wonder if it had a twin, too.

All cats must die.

I could curl up and die in there.

Hollow Stump

Wendy

Nothing like the stench of death on your head.

Cat Cap

Wendy

The wheel is come full circle.

Wind-up Mouse Toy

Wendy

Call me Sisyphus.

Boulder