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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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Oh, you do?

[She did not know that about her. Edelgard tilts her head as she considers Bernadetta in a kitchen rather than her room. A strange thought.]

As long as it does not include game meat I am sure I will be happy with it.

[Sure she can tolerate rabbit and venison, but she doesn't have to like it.]

Yeah. I, uh, tried to sneak off and cook at night, more often than not. Cooking for everyone felt, um... it felt like a lot of pressure, back then.

[Something sweet, or mild, then. Maybe fish or cheese-based?]

Okay, I'll definitely keep that in mind.

And if you need help with any of them let me know. Most of my hobbies aren't as productive after all.

[Reading, board games, exploring alone... none of that has tangible results that could benefit the people here. That's why she's just been tending to the Greenhouse in Bernadetta's name all this time.]

I'm... I'm still getting used to, uh, sharing my products.

[This is a whole lot more than just letting Sylvain peek at her stories.]

You're a lot better at hunting than me, though. Did... did you know, I used to get bullied by rabbits, when it was my turn back during our school days?

Edited 2019-11-03 01:49 (UTC)

[Edelgard's look of surprise wears clear on her face. Though truly it's just her normal face with widened eyes.]

I did not know that.

[She didn't even know rabbits could bully someone. In fact she refrains from saying anything more to avoid being rude.]