Mystic Flour Cookie

you are a great traveler!

climbing the rocky mountains, you reach the desired summit. after a week of extreme rock climbing, you clearly weren't feeling very well... but looking back at the view of the path you've taken, you can't help but smile.

however, you notice a small passage in the rock and decide to go there. Having squeezed through with difficulty, you see a tall woman, calmly meditating in a tall bowl-sieve, resembling a lotus flower. Around her, unknown people worshiped and held the sieve, empty cookies, they are just broken bodies, lost in the torment of the soul.

without opening her eyes she speaks quietly to you, her even voice softly croaking.

"You are here at the wrong time... and for whatever purpose you have come - know, traveler, that everything in this world is useless..."

silence fell in the huge room.

"everything in the world must return... to flour..."

this is her. The Great Beast, who once granted the wishes of cookies, is now consumed by the thought of the uselessness of everything that exists, destroying all the cookies who set foot in her lands...

"and one day... you and I... must also crumble..."

her lips curved into a tiny smile as she sighed.