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aboveallthings[In your hand is a fidget cube, a rounded white cube accented with buttons, dials, and switches in the color of a certain Family on the ship.
Play with any of the fidget cube's six sides and you'll receive a vision. There are two problems with this:
1) some very important information seems to have been blocked out, and
2) you know, with a bone-deep certainty, that this vision isn't yours.
But if this vision isn't yours...then whose is it? Maybe the color of your cube is a clue.]
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Play with any of the fidget cube's six sides and you'll receive a vision. There are two problems with this:
1) some very important information seems to have been blocked out, and
2) you know, with a bone-deep certainty, that this vision isn't yours.
But if this vision isn't yours...then whose is it? Maybe the color of your cube is a clue.]
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TRITIUM
Date: 2025-11-14 10:17 pm (UTC)~
It's dark, so dark, with only the twinkling stars in the sky to shed even a little light. Oscar has run ahead, rushing to meet up with the bright glowing dog-shaped souls. They look similar to the squirrel that stands at your side, protecting you from the unending darkness, but different in a way. You know this isn't just a [GEESE HONKING], this is their very essence of being.
Their souls.
You run after Oscar as he reaches a pair of ethereal dogs. One small, a chihuahua you think, but the other you know well. The taller, more majestic dog- a greyhound- sits there looking at the smaller dog with a sense of pity.
"Oh, my precious Tanya," the greyhound says, "What has happened to you?"
Though it is a quiet moment among family- both living and dead- you know what this is. This is a final goodbye, your last chance to make peace with [WAVES SPLASHING LOUDLY].
You feel that old ache return to your chest, stronger than before. Goodbyes are always the worst.