[ There's no violent shaking this time and the earth doesn't move, but— black threads, string like, taught and thin, cloud everyone's vision pitch black. The feelings of cobwebs, no hair on skin, crowd all over every inch of their body. And then, silence.
The sensation is gone, and the sun shines high, as do the memories of more things you've forgotten returned to you.
((ooc note: all characters, present or not, will regain one of their lost memories.)) ]
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The sensation is gone, and the sun shines high, as do the memories of more things you've forgotten returned to you.
((ooc note: all characters, present or not, will regain one of their lost memories.)) ]