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A pumpkin-headed scarecrow strolled out, whistling a jaunty tune and pushing a wheelbarrow filled with gardening tools. For a moment, she caught a glimpse of the castle’s interior: the walls were set aglow with light cast by stained-glass windows, and the luminous ceiling seemed to shift and turn like a neverending field of stars. The doors swung shut, and the pumpkin abruptly stopped whistling as she met the eyes of its carved face. Or eye holes. Whatever.
The pumpkin almost looked like it was raising an invisible pair of eyebrows at her in surprise. “Eh… Hey,” it said gruffly, nearly a question.
“Hi,” she answered, with the nagging feeling that she should find this interaction weirder than she currently did.
“Sorry,” the pumpkin continued. “I didn’t realize you were out here. We don’t get too many of ya in the boss’s garden. Or really, near the palace at all.”
She suddenly felt incredibly awkward as she realized this garden obviously belonged to someone, and she had not been invited to enter it. She didn’t know why that thought hadn’t crossed her mind before. It seemed so blatant now that the pumpkin had pointed it out in passing.