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garregmach2019-10-19 02:12 pm
starfelled) wrote in garregmach2019-10-19 02:12 pm
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A mist settles in over the monastery.
Is it morning? Night? Who can say? Today, the day feels endless. The sun is nowhere to be seen — or had it been at all? Instead, a curious green glow engulfs Garreg Mach, like an eternal twilight settling in. Time seems to be paused almost, though the wildlife in and around the area continues to act as though nothing is wrong. As though this is perfectly normal. As though it is natural for the skies to be dark, with not a single star in sight, and for the sun to be forgotten in the mist that lingers. The paths are at least lit by small orbs of light, fireflies flitting about.
However, should one come into contact with one of those fireflies, a memory of the past will be projected for all in the close vicinity to see. Joyous occasions, tragic events — they don't seem to discern one way or another. Perhaps it would be best to watch your step for now, though.
Of course, after lingering for about a day, the strange ambience will fade into what appears to be a normal night at Garreg Mach. It's as if nothing had happened at all. Did it? Or was it all simply a shared hallucination?
[ ● MEMSHARE POST. Coming into contact with the fireflies will share a memory of your character's with those around them. You can top-level with a memory to start out or have people tag you and determine it then, whatever. I don't make the rules (except I do and I say yolo). Have fun with it!
● Open posts like this one are flipping to a two week schedule instead of a weekly one.
● Because of the above, the last bit is there for people who'd maybe like to play out aftermath threads later on but don't want to wait for a new post or make a new one.
● Settings have been slightly updated. ]
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[ She perks up immediately at the sound of Flayn's voice, but—
yeah, that's a no on the fire spells.
Instead, she shifts the candles to one arm, producing a tinderbox. ]
That's okay. I figured we'd do it the normal way instead.
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[Where had the tinder box been when she'd been looking for it?? Oh well, at least it exists.]
How are you doing today...or...tonight?
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[ To put it mildly. She was shaken, of course, by everything else, but she couldn't let it show around Flayn. ]
What about you?
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[Hahahah...yeah...what in the world are all these awful memory lights???]
As well as one can be, at least.
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[ She gestures out at the green lights at that. ]
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Not nearly as much as they possibly could. Even so, I have been trying to avoid them. [She blinks.] Oh! Is that why you are lighting the candles? In case they do not like candlelight?
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[ Hilda shakes her head slowly, glancing down at the candles. ]
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[ They might just be. ]
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[She's going to come up and take a closer look, considering the tiny flame on each candle very seriously.]
...Perhaps? But I cannot think of a reason why that would be so. Candles do not spoil over time and become less effective.
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[ She gestures at their surroundings. ]
— everything.
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[You wake up in a weird version of your home, and then suddenly magic memory lights? Doesn't make for a fun experience.]
Maybe...if we allow the candles to burn for a time, they will gain the energy they need to do so brightly.
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[ Hilda pauses, furrowing her brows, skeptical. ]
I don't really think that's how candles work, but there's no harm in trying.
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