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Sieran Lane's avatar

Oh man that was really creepy. :O In a good way! We feed on it, and it feeds on us, and that is all fine and dandy. 😭

Btw I thought it was funny when I saw the title of your story, because I'm playing Pokemon Violet and got to the Blueberry Academy, LOL. (It's a much nicer place than Blueberry Hill, lol.)

Damn, I wonder how the blueberries choose their victims/ sacrifices. They chose Emma and later Maggie. Why wasn't Henderson targeted? Did he "give back" in a way that doesn't harm himself, or was he just lucky so far? OMG the screaming faces in the woodwork. 😭 Creepy AF.

Lauren Salas's avatar

Full disclosure: it ended up being titled "Blueberry Hill" because I was eating a blueberry scone and drinking blueberry tea when I started writing it.

Also every street name I mentioned in the story has to do with blueberries or something blueberry-adjacent. I committed to the bit. 😂

Henderson I imagine is the lorekeeper of the blueberry cult. He's awaiting the day he too becomes one with the town, but so far it hasn't claimed him yet.

Sieran Lane's avatar

Hahaha I don't think I've had blueberry tea before, though I've had strawberry and raspberry. That's also funny that a competitor tried to grow strawberries but the blueberries prevailed, haha.

Oooooh I had this random thought that maybe Henderson makes blueberry bread but never eats any blueberries...But that would be too bizarre. Damn, yeah, he's lucky that he's still not taken yet! Also I was worried for a moment that Maggie would go back to Ethan, as even he is preferable. (But maybe it would be preferable, since Ethan is easier to escape from than the blueberries that bury you alive!)