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voidmissions) wrote2022-05-15 05:21 pm
voidmissions) wrote2022-05-15 05:21 pm
MEMORY SHARE: 12 OF BEETROOT EVENT (May)
JEMA'GRETHY MEMORY SHARE
The caves of Jema'grethy will allow for a few different ways for memories to be interacted with. But for most, such as those entering in bonds, it will be seen like a vision in their head, putting them in the position and perspective of whose memory it is.
For people sharing bond memories, and also memories being shared while moving through the Memory Cave, this is the spot to place said memories! It's not necessary if you'd like to write it during the thread, but hopefully convenient for others. Just make a toplevel with your character's name in the header, and remember to include any content warnings thereafter for each memory, as applicable!
For people sharing bond memories, and also memories being shared while moving through the Memory Cave, this is the spot to place said memories! It's not necessary if you'd like to write it during the thread, but hopefully convenient for others. Just make a toplevel with your character's name in the header, and remember to include any content warnings thereafter for each memory, as applicable!
Memory Shard (200 words) - Positive, very short - [OTA]
They slip between slumber and awakening, their eyes blurry with last remnants of their dreams, guided by a voice as familiar to them as their own parents'. Their cheek presses against the warm blankets wrapped about them, and the crackle of a flame sparks shadows through the dim light. Grandfather is reading, his chair creaking as he wavers back and forth, slipping a finger between the pages to turn it with the rasp of paper that has come to mean home.
His voice is soothing; a cradle of stories and words that echo between one sleepy breath and the next. ”Listen to the wind. Listen to the stars,” he would often say. ”They have stories to tell.”
They yawn, and his hand comes to pat their head lightly, ruffling bangs framing their face, without breaking his sentence. Their braid is teased back behind them, so they won't tangle with it, and their eyes close of their own volition, soothed back into the gentle folds of sleep.