[Medd]

⭐️ hey!

For this kal, tel me a good memory they've had, can be as a kit or as an adult.

Ends: February 10th



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[justamindset]

Username: DragonOfEmber
Name: Sakura
Gender: Female
Memory: Sitting under a tree, cherry blossoms falling.

[NE0N-UMBR30N]

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[.paris.]

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a BIG res omg

[Jippy]

Username: Dreamlight

Name: Cadence

Gender: female

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Cadence stared upon the old rugged town below her, peering through the barbed wired fence that kept her caged. She was no more then 11 but she didn’t feel eleven, in fact, she could hardly remember anything. She suffered from amnesia after being in an accident as a baby. Her parents died protecting her, leaving her as an orphan and without any memory. She was sent to an orphanage far away where she grew up. She barely spoke and ate, she became invisible to the kids. Her world was slowly vanishing, all color and life was drained from her. She showed no emotion, no sign of sadness or happiness, her eyes were blank. Because of her state, she also suffered from insomnia, having trouble sleeping. She would stay awake before forcing herself to sleep, it was hard and troubling, it made her weak. The old broken orphanage had no doctor or money to help her, therefore she was on her own. She knew she was going to join her family one day, she had no purpose to live. She was fine with that, she grew mature in her own way. The days flew by quickly, each one was the same. Her time was slowly coming to and end.

However, that faithful day, as the wind blew strong, and the daylight began to fade, she saw a flash of red. She quickly found herself face to face with a single rose blossom growing behind the big oak tree. It had bloomed to late and now frost was covering it. She knew that it wouldn’t last through the winter. A sudden urge ran through her, she froze, what was she feeling. Slowly as if self consciously, she began to wiggle her way through the fence and towards the flower. He heart pounded, what was going on. It was as if her mind was trying to help the poor creature. She began digging out the flower, careful not to damage it. She brought the plant to the back of the orphanage where she filled it with soil in a old dusty flower pot. Carefully and steadily, she brought it to her room where she placed it by the windowsill. She cleaned it off and brushed the frost away. Now standing before her was a beautiful winter rose. Suddenly the corners of her cheeks rose, was she smiling for the first time.

The bell rung for bed, instantly vanishing any trace of a smile. It was as if it was never there, her mind was hazy, all she knew was that it was late, she had spent a long time tidying up the flower. Sighing, she climbed on to her cot and closed her eyes. Tucked under the quilt in the darkness. She could smell the fragrance of the rose, it was soothing p and gentle. Soon she fell asleep for the first time without any trouble.

She woke up to rays of sunlight, she felt alive for once, she could hardly believe she had slept well for once, could this be her insomnia vanishing. She looked to the flower, now looking more lively then every in the warmth of the sun. It seemed to be thanking her for saving it, in return it guided her through her troubles. An overwhelming feeling was growing inside her, suddenly she knew what it was, she felt happy, and for the first time in her life.

[opossumbreath]

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xxx✦ user | rodentspawn
xxx✦ name | alizeh
xxxxxx meaning wind
xxx✦ gender | female
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It had been a perfect day to fly kites in the park, one of those days where the wind whipped just right and the trees danced along with it. Naturally Alizeh had taken to the outdoors like a racehorse out of the starting gate, small legs thumping against the spring mud and freshly sprouted grass, hands peeking out from beneath the sleeves of an overly large raincoat and gripping tight to the frame of her kite. The best way to the park was through the woods, a shortcut all the neighbourhood kids knew, only small trails from children's feet cutting through the forest.

Alizeh had ran the path like a mountain goat time and time again in the past, had it memorized and nearly mapped out in her brain, so maybe she was a little careless in her steps, like most children are.

/Oof/.

A stray rock, probably kicked up by one of her friends on their own reckless run, found its way under her heel. The world spun and moved in colourful blurs as the small girl went head first tumbling down the hillside. Luckily, the bank was moss padded and ended in a shallow ravine, which her body soon met with a loud thump and a grumble of pain.

The tiny frame sat up, hair a wild mess with foliage tangled in the strands and mud smears over rosy skin like war paint. Big eyes searched the area rapidly, looking for the familiar trail. Instead, hey landed on a strange rocky opening across from her, a few feet away at the other side of the ravine. A child's curiosity was a powerful thing, and had her legs moving on their own accord towards it, gumboots splashing through puddles and then hitting a hard surface. The heels of her shoes clicked and echoed as she passed through the entrance and came out on the other side, into the wide open space of a cavern.

The air was damp, wet in the way it was after a heavy rain, one that soaked the earth to its very core and struck life back into all wilting things. The smell of moss and damp soil stuck heavy in the confined space, unable to escape and contrasting against the metallic scent of stone. Against the walls glowed transparent stones that seemed to reflect light back into the dim cave. Alizeh’s kite hit the floor with a soft clatter, and was forgotten there for a very long time, for she had found a new adventure that would spark her interest for years to come
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[sobble]

Username: Junkratss
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tentative mark
rez w paper boat races at the park

[kolyakun]

Username: Kolyakun
Name: Oliver/Ollie
Gender: Male

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Oliver’s most prominent memory was when he was traveling, this was also the first time he had seen snow. Oliver felt like he was five years old again. As he neared the top of the mountain, the scenery changed from forest green to pure white. To see something for the first time is to see something in its purest and most childlike form of beauty. On his way up the mountain, he was hoping that there'd be snow since he’d never seen it before. He kept saying to himself "Omg it better snow! I'm going to be so mad if it's not snowing!". Oliver was very excited, this was going to be a first for him.
Oliver was slowly approaching the top of the mountain. The temperature dropped drastically and he shivered, the cold nipping at his nose. Breath pale against the numbing air, he blinked thoughtfully as the frost patiently kissed his face, captivated by the soft, dusty illusions of light that sat heavy on his eyelashes. Oliver was overjoyed, his eyes constantly scanning his surroundings as he took all the scenery in. The shrubs and trees were stained with white. The ground was as smooth as a cake and the snow fell like icing powder, perfecting it to its finest point. It feels like shaved ice, only thinner. Huge blankets of icing, caking every surface it touches in magnificent cases of frozen water.
Oliver sighed happily and fell backwards into the white blanket of snow. The snow hugged the kalon like a newborn child. Snowflakes fall on his face and the cold, tingly sensation makes him giggle with excitement. This was the reason why he travelled, that feeling of elation when you see or experience something for the first time can't be matched. This truly was a moment that he would never forget.
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[Silver Pandorica]

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I am...actually...dead. This design is so gorgeous *sobs*

[rain,]

heck res
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