The human sacrifices continue to arrive.

It is at the height of the summer when L'empire des légumes is at its most powerful.

We lure the humans in with the sound of our garden growing.

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Especially at night, and when the pull of the moon is the strongest.

Crrrrrrrrck

And when the sun is high.

CRRRRRRRRRRRRCK!


Come! Come oh warm, meaty, moist, nutrient filled youth!

Come! Come and enter the Cathédrale de laitues!

Come! Come lay down upon the soil and take your place in Le culte du jardin!

Come, annual offering of youth! Come Botanopsychic Summer Campers!

CRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRCK!