TO: EVERYONE.

[bloomly]

( it's not like she means to, and certainly not like she wants to broadcast her thoughts, in the neat, curling cursive that it comes in, to people that she doesn't even know, in a place where she's fairly certain she's all alone. sure, there had been the sudden intrusion before, of words splashed on her bedsheets and the wooden walls where she sleeps--but she had figured that must have been some sort of hallucination, perhaps even magic, or worse, some sort of curse; she doesn't know anything about this place except what those here, in solvunn, have told her, and what's a halloween anyway? some sort of other curse?

or is this something different? it wouldn't be the first time the planet said things to her that she didn't understand, a cacophony of voices scrambled together: some happy, others upset, some desperate to be lost to the lifestream entirely. but this isn't gaia, and this isn't her flower garden--the cries of the planet don't reach her here, or do they? is that the meaning of all those words before?

it's late at night when her eyes close: maybe if she thinks hard enough, long enough, she can find that pull, the tug of the lifestream to draw her thoughts together with the planet beneath her. maybe she can find a way out of here. maybe there are a lot of 'maybe's. )


𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓂𝑒?

( the text, all loopy and warm and rounded, pops up with no discretion for who it's sent to, or why: it's just there, to everyone open to it, and repeats patiently if ignored. then, another: )

𝐻𝑜𝓌 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝐼 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅?

( and, of course, there's a neat little signature at the bottom of every message: )

- 𝒜𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒽

Comments

[hylife]

[ What a curious response. Wanting to fail... that's a difficult concept for Link to wrap his head around, especially when he knows the price so well. ]

Failing was the hardest thing I've ever done.

[bloomly]

𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓌, 𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓃'𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊?

𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃𝓈 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔.

[hylife]

Yes. The goddess has some plan for me here.

But I'm only good at fighting and moving forward. This place seems to need both, just as much as my own world does.

[bloomly]

𝑀𝒶𝓎𝒷𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅 𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉.

𝒯𝒽𝑒...𝓂𝑜𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓌𝒶𝓇𝒹. 𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝐼 𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓅.

[hylife]

I understand, I think.

[ The tripping, that is. He was just never and to help himself or any of his friends who never made it to the end of their journeys... ]

For now, I reside in the tertiary settlement of Solvunn, but I travel often. Call on me whenever you need.

A swordsman, or an ear.

[bloomly]

𝐼𝒻 𝐼 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝒾𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒, 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒, 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒?

𝐼'𝓂 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒. 𝒮𝑜𝓁𝓋𝓊𝓃𝓃.

[hylife]

Yes, just like now. The Singularity connects us all. It's amazing.

Then the journey will be short. Perhaps we were destined to meet here.

[bloomly]

𝒟𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓎 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓎𝒷𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝓈𝑜 𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓎 𝒾𝒻 𝐼 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊.

𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝐿𝒾𝓃𝓀, 𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉? 𝐼𝓈 𝒾𝓉 𝑜𝓀𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉?