[ What's up. We probably didn't mean to meet here, in the funhouse. ]
... This isn't a restaurant?
[ Nope. Instead, a memory is displayed in the mirrors:
You see villagers gathered before their chief, clamouring for action. There are intruders on the island, they say. Sanctists, come to steal the divine relics. They must be put to death. The chief tries to calm them, explaining that the outsiders have done no harm, but they will not be placated. This is but the latest in a series of disasters.
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timeasmymeasure
Week 3, Monday
Date: 2025-03-03 09:53 pm (UTC)... This isn't a restaurant?
[ Nope. Instead, a memory is displayed in the mirrors:
You see villagers gathered before their chief, clamouring for action. There are intruders on the island, they say. Sanctists, come to steal the divine relics. They must be put to death. The chief tries to calm them, explaining that the outsiders have done no harm, but they will not be placated. This is but the latest in a series of disasters.
They are right. It is time to perform the ritual.
( ... also, if you notice little floating particles in the air? You can 100% see them. They are everywhere. ) ]