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[OOC: Does my playing say 'Reki', or 'wreck'? Please let me know, with brutal honesty if necessary. I'm only as good as I try to be, so if I need to try harder, I'd rather be aware.

(Props are always nice, too, of course, but not technically all that vital to my improvement, so.)]

My true name is Reki.

礫

It means 'small stone'.

I've been lost for a long time. A hell of a lot longer than I thought. Someone helped me find my way, before, but then I came here and I lost myself again. I remember now.

I've been so damn lucky. Luckier than I deserved. There's always been people who cared about me, who took care of me, and I'm grateful. I'm no good at this kind of thing, but...thanks. To all of you. I mean that.

Living here was a little bit of hell and a lot of heaven, and I'm glad I got the chance.

But I've had my time. I need to let go now.


[Pause.]


Above? Are you still here? I'll be in the old hatchery for a few more days. I don't know if that auction still holds, but if you're alright with it, I'd like to fly one last time.

[Kurayami has taken her paints up to the abandoned hatchery and is using them up, painting the Tree, sprawling broad across the wall as promised months ago. She adds, dreamlike in among the leaves and between the buildings, tiny portraits of everyone whose face she can remember. If anyone wants to say goodbye, now's your chance.]

[She's been so out of it for so long, but over the last couple of days the journal network has gone insane and the Sphere is full of noise and trouble. She can't ignore it anymore, can't stay inside with the door shut forever, brooding over drawings that never come out right.

Something - and whatever it is has got to be part of that summer rebellion - is seriously wrong.]

What the hell is going on around here?

Welcome to the Sphere, new kids. Just so you know, it's traditional to get a free cup of tea at the teashop in the Bazaar when you're born.

Come by any time - we've got just about any blend you could think of.

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There's a damn lizard in my workshop. It keeps following me around and it ate half a can of turpentine when I wasn't looking.

If this isn't the Tree again, then whoever owns it had better come and get it quick.

[In quick, irritable strokes of charcoal, she sketches a very small swamp dragon with stubby little wings under the entry.]

[ooc: Backdated to Friday, May 6th - RL got crazy.]

This is so strange.

[Pause.]

They're saying I've been living here for more than a year. I wouldn't believe it if it wasn't for all the portraits.

I don't remember where I used to live, anyway.

[Another pause. Pentaps.]

Is this showing up?

[Dreamshare // Open]
[ooc: With apologies to Apple and to Smoke.]

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Am I the only one seeing rainbow sheep wandering around?

I haven't gotten any new memories lately, or I'd assume it was that.