Eden, Garden of Flesh

{4}, {t}: add {w}{u}{b}{r}{g} to your mana pool.
Everything here was alive, hands moving, webs
of skin stretching and folding. There was a
cacophony of noises that made her think of a
chorus of heartbeats, a choir of soft breaths and whispers.
Gentle human noises that were all the more eerie because she could see right through the deception.