30.🥀 Specimen: The Vinemaw

🌿 Field Description A twisted stem rises from its pot, curling into dark coils that writhe as if alive. At its crown blooms a deep violet pod shaped like a mouth, its lips pursed tight yet brimming with intent. Spots mark the bloom like warning signs, while bright green leaves emerge as if defiant against the darkness. The Vinemaw is said to shift subtly when unwatched, its tendrils creeping a little further each time, reaching for anything warm and living.

🧪 Habitat & Folklore Found in wild hedgerows and abandoned walls, folklore claims the Vinemaw hunts slowly, growing closer each night until its prey is within reach.

💀 Warnings Do not let the tendrils wrap around skin—they tighten and bruise like ropes. Some report waking to dreams of being slowly strangled.

🎨 Sculptor’s Note Hand-sculpted and one of a kind, with curling vines and a violet pod poised to bite.