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WEEK TWO

23 Villagers

Three people have fallen and a tower has risen. Along with it, some of the restraints on your mind have dispersed and a memory has returned to you - is it precious, is it painful? Is it cherished, is it loathed?

Mercilessly, dawn breaks on another morning. The rooster still calls, and the crops still need tending to. Rise and shine, Puffin Town! It seems like the residents are not the only thing that has chosen to rise, as a few more establishments have opened up for exploration. The sound of moo-ing near the farms may feel especially inviting here - how about making some new additions to your farms, to drown out your loneliness?

There is no festival just yet but if you question the ducks on it, some excited quacking will herald fun things to come later in the week. Some of the ducks will also wave the gift notes from last week; regardless of murder, being kind to your neighbors is still encouraged! Can't let our beautiful town sink into gloom and doom, right?

(( OOC: Murder proposals are due by Tuesday at 4 PM EST / 1 PM PST, for the current week's murder, but feel free to submit for later weeks if you like!

We have also added a page to report your Astera planting - this does not need to have been threaded, we're just taking stock on an OOC level.

Further, the Gift Mechanic has been updated. All turned in threads will now yield a character specific item as a reward! We're only dipping into the random gacha once all personalized rewards have been given out.))

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[Hm. Anyway,

It's all the more damning to consider the memories they've lost when that's truly all they have. Happy memories were so few and far between back home. How many happy memories would they have if they'd been born anywhere else?

And Mio... She doesn't have long left to make up for all this lost time. Her diary was among the possessions taken from her, and while Noah can't replace ten term's worth of memories, he can at least make her a new one to contain all the ones she makes here.

You know. If neither of them are dead next week.

His hand finds hers under the water and he gives it a gentle squeeze.]

I'll carry your memories with me when you go. I won't let them be forgotten.

I'm glad for that. [She squeezes back, the gesture invisible yet extremely potent. It says much more than four little words. Mio wraps the ribbon from her braid around her wrist and tucks her damp hair back, ears flattening again. She still feels so solid.]

... I wonder where I'll go. [The stars that shine so warmly overhead? Into nothingness? Into him, somehow, because they're Ouroboros? They aren't on Aionios, so Mio doubts her life force will return to the Queen - or anywhere else, for that matter. She can't be entirely sure that it ever would have.

Her gaze snaps over to him; maybe Mio hadn't meant to say that part out loud, or maybe she hadn't thought about how it would feel for him to hear it. She squeezes his hand again.]

Sorry. That's kinda morbid. I'll reel it in. The point right now is to enjoy what we have, right? This is what I want to enjoy.

[...Where will she go? Noah has wondered that himself, but in a Rare Noah Move, he'd stopped himself from thinking too hard about it.

It's hard enough knowing Mio won't be around for that much longer. The inevitable will happen regardless, so it can only burden their hearts to consider what it might be like when that fateful day comes. If he loses himself in his own mind, Noah will lose his footing, find himself unable to move forward.

For Mio's sake, he can't let that happen. He returns that squeeze, smile softer like that might take the unintentional edge off Mio's words.]

It's alright to wonder... but don't scare yourself thinking about the things that are beyond your control. Whatever the cost, I want you to be able to enjoy your life, but... I won't deny you your feelings either.

[They really don't need a rehash of That Night.]

[It's unlikely That Night will ever repeat itself, truthfully. Since then, they've come to more of an understanding and passed that threshold. Mio knows there are things they see about each other now that were impossible before.]

Thank you. And if I'm feeling something, I'll be sure to try and tell you. I won't keep it inside.

[With one final squeeze of his hand, Mio stands. The rush of blood from being submerged in the warm water hits her fast, but she remains steady.]

Do you want to go upstairs? I thought you might want to look at the stars for a while. [Yes, she saw him watching them as they sat here together.] And...I think I'm at my limit.

[Truthfully, Noah could soak in the bath a while longer, but his desire to accompany Mio is stronger. Besides, he can come back here and loaf around some other time. Rising up beside her, she isn't free from his hand for long, because he's offering it to her once again.]

Careful. You wouldn't want to take a tumble here.

[And knowing how badly the heat addles Mio, Noah wants to be right here to catch her in case it gets to her head.]

Off we go, then. Maybe we'll find some familiar constellations.

[A little reminder of home wouldn't be such a bad thing, would it?]

WEEK TWO

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gently peeling my w2 threads so i can wrap a couple up maybe hopefully

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