[rabbit...]

username + number :: rabbit... 45716
kalon name :: Thea
prompt ::

Thea was dropped off in a little town where they are slanted up a hill. The houses were so colourful that they could be referred to by their colour. She followed her feet, wherever they felt like wandering.

They took her up grassy hillsides dotted with dancing wildflowers and flocks of sheep that grazed in the warm sun.

The return to town was also delightful to explore. She took note of the wrought iron signs that beckoned her to come in and glass window displays that reveal hidden treats.

Through the window of the cafe, she saw a young bespectacled man move with swooping pen sweeps. The words he writes look like they would be beautiful as he is.

To My Beloved,

We both wished for a longer summer, but this is all we have.

Yesterday, you departed on the train with your heart in my hands and mine in yours. Despite us taking moving in opposite directions, I know that time will move us forward so that we will meet again.

With the passing days, I have had phantom pains of when your hand was still holding mine. What is another summer sun but a mundane day when I have been able to bask in your smiles and crinkled eyes. The eyes that borrowed stardust to twinkle so brightly.

As I travel across a thousand mountains, I will gather all my love for you. I will write about the bird song with winds that kiss my cheeks, the crumpled parchments of the letters that I won't send and the dust that I sweep from your favourite chair. Anything that I may think you will enjoy.

So I hope you think of me, for I will think of you.

Yours.

Thea had to shake her head out of her reverie. Suddenly she was back in the Archives with soft gloves and a letter in front of her. One of the many she was tasked with exploring and tagging.

"That looked like a dreamy adventure Thea. What did you see?" The Archivist next to her was ready to record her displaced time.

"I'm sorry, the town and the letter was so beautiful, I need a second read through," Thea said and readied herself for a second drop into the town.

"I know this is fun, but you have to make sure to still do your job!" The Archivist tuts and sends her back into the letter.

inspirations:

- We'll dream of a longer summer
- Wind that kisses my cheeks
- I will gather all my love for you
- Link Click where they are time travellers that go through pictures, but this is letters :>

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Just had a couple people ask for an extension!!
The new close date will be the 6th of Aug @ 11:59 cs time!

[vervain.]

username + number :: arbourous + 695530
kalon name :: Cley
prompt ::
The roads were clear as Cley and his family drove along the countryside, the rolling hills of Scotland laying out in a glorious expanse of green. Sheep created waves of white as they moved among the fields, the herding dogs directing them to where the shepherds needed them to go. Cley took a breath, the air cleaner than he'd ever smelled, having come from the bustling city of Toronto. The change of pace between miles upon miles of highway to the seemingly endless hills of green.

Cley's mother had made the call to move them all to the country so they could live with her relatives - a 'change of pace' she'd called it. Honestly, Cley was happy to get away from the noisy city. As much as Cley loved the constant chatter of people, it also got to be too much.

It was a few weeks into their move when his mother asked Cley and his brother to go to the corner store for the first time. His brother was at his senior orientation - they'd moved the summer of his final year. Unfortunately for Cley, Google maps didn't update nearly enough in this area for him to find his way home properly.

It took a panicked call to his cousin for Cley to find his way home - else he might have been stuck in the local pub listening to Jake Bugg all night long. Not that he had a problem with Jake Bugg, but he'd rather be asleep all night.

This is what feeling lost felt like; unable to find your way to a specific destination.


3 years later


"Mom? I don't know what to do." Cley started, sitting down next to his mother. His hands shook, breath coming quicker as he spiraled into anxiety. Static filled his ears, a tingling sensation spreading over his limbs like ants dancing beneath his skin. His breath came quick, chest tightening as though a demon had a vice grip on his lungs. The world felt like it was sinking beneath him, the ground crumbling beneath him. Fear had him in a choke hold as he lost all his senses one by one.

"Mom," broken was the illusion that Cley was going to be okay, that everything was going to be fine. "Mom, I can't do this, I don't know what to do."

Vaguely, Cley felt his brother tenderly rubbing circles into the backs of his hands, taking them away from his face as he sobbed uncontrollably in an attempt to ground him. "Why did she have to go? Why did she leave? Why isn't she with us any more?"

"I'm sorry," Cley heard his brother say, voice muffled through the sounds of static. "She tried, you know she did. She's watching over us, I promise you, Cley."

No, this - this was what it felt to be truly lost.

[Four Sword]

username + number :: Sha the Sheep 1005622
kalon name :: Rosie

prompt ::
Rosie turns the letter around in their paws once, twice more, trying to make sense of it yet again - before stuffing it back in their satchel and continuing on. The words still lingered on in the forefront of their mind, nonsensical still, though they did not quite make the earth feel like it was shattering under their feet like it had when they'd first found and read the letter, sitting alone atop the abandoned bedside table of a childhood friend.

I'm sorry, Rosie, but I've got to go. You understand that, don't you?

But no! They did not understand! They-

...Well. That wasn't entirely true. They did know why Wynnie felt the need to leave home. They understood that much; that was the worst part.

What they could not quite understand was why he had not taken them.

They’d set out the very same day, sneaking the letter out with them rather than allow it to be discovered by Wynnie’s mom, and vowed to find him. They don’t think he’s trying to run from them, persay, so they think - they hope - that he won't mind seeing them again.

The problem is, outside of the letter, they have no idea where he's gone to.

The world has never seemed wider.

That's what has led them here, to this city they've never been to before, anxiously checking and rechecking their satchel and reading and rereading the letter, crumpling it in their paws a little more each time. They don't know what they're expecting. To just... find him? To run into him on the streets somewhere out here? It feels so unlikely. The city seems so wide, so full of people. They crowd in around Rosie on every side, strange and unfamiliar and overwhelming.

Wynnie had always wanted to see the world. Rosie had always wanted to see the world with him.

They do not find him that night. They go to bed in a strange hotel, miles from home, and wonder if they ever will.

extra?
Homesick - Radical Face
California Dreamer - Wolf Parade

[shortstop]

username + number :: shortstop + 201714
kalon name :: Carisse
prompt :: [600/600 words] [feat. Milo]
She looked down at the spread of rejection letters that littered the table, hair falling over her eyes as she rested her head in her hands. Five, five different universities had rejected her from their medical school programs. How could this have happened?! Carisse had spent her whole life up until this point working to get into med school. Her father was a surgeon. Her mother, an anesthesiologist. Carisse had been molded into the perfect candidate.
Yet somehow, it had all gone wrong.
Carisse felt incredibly lost and alone. There was no way that her parents would react well to the news. They had poured huge amounts of money and time into Carisse's journey, and she'd failed to see it through to the end. The Kalon was filled with intense dread. She pushed her chair away from the table and stood before retreating to her apartment bedroom. She flopped down on her bed and pulled her laptop towards her, opening it as tears pooled in her eyes.
Whenever Carisse was feeling down, she put some work into her passion project to cheer herself up. Her novel was nothing more than a hobby. After all, she was supposed to be working on her medical school applications. But it brought her so much joy to continue her tale of adventure and mystery. With a little more work, and a lot of refining, it would soon be ready to publish. She opened the document once more, doing her best to push the rejection letters from her mind.
A ding from her laptop brought her out of her thoughts. Someone had messaged her. Wiping the tears from her eyes, Carisse opened the Discord message.
"Any news?" asked Milo. Carisse groaned, typing her reply.
"All rejections. Every single one. From all five places!"
"I'm sorry, that's a lot to come home to."
Carisse rewrote a sentence in her novel three time before Milo sent another message.
"Have you considered majoring in something else?"
Carisse paused. She hadn't, actually. She was too scared of what her parents would say. And besides, she had never prepared for any other major. All she really knew how to do was to apply to med school. But she didn't tell Milo all of this. Instead she just sent:
"No."
There was another message from Milo soon after.
"I think you should consider it. From what I've read of your novel, I think you'd do well in an English major or something similar."
"But what about my parents?" Carisse shot back, tears forming one more.
"Who cares what they think?" Milo responded. "I think they'd be happy to see you being successful, rather than being rejected from one program over and over."
Carisse shuddered. Could that be true?
Now she felt more lost than ever.
"I'll think about it," she finally typed. "But I want to send in a few more applications first."
-----
Carisse grabbed the mail on the way back in to her apartment. The results from her two latest medical school applications had come in. She opened them above her kitchen table, then froze once she realized that they were both rejections.
Damn it.
She tossed them in the trash and dug out her laptop again. A message from Milo was already waiting for her.
"Well?"
"Screw it. How do I apply for an English degree?" Carisse typed back.
"I can send you some links. You're certain you wanna do this?"
Carisse was not certain at all. She was shaking from the stress and the fear of the whole situation. Who was she, if not a doctor?
"I'm sure."

[Cinnamon Heart]

username + number :: Cinnamon Heart || 814593
kalon name :: Phoebe

prompt ::

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extra? Summers & Winters by Andreas Moe

[Broccoli_Bento]

username + number :: Broccoli_Bento + 965616
kalon name :: Dahlia
prompt ::

I couldn't remember a thing...
Why I was out there, what was going on, how did I end up like this? The only thing that always came to mind was the scent of cologne.

When I awoke I found myself in a bed of a hospital room, strapped to monitors and an IV drip.
The curtains were pulled shut over the window, and I could hear the growing of voices from that of nurses coming down the hall.
Soon enough one of the voices entered my room, a short statured fellow, and he was quite delighted to see me by my consciousness.
After the doctor had arrived she had given me a form with some questions to fill, the usual of name, address, yada yada, etc.
With a puzzled look that turned into a frown, apparently I was still too disoriented to write anything properly, so what I had handed back was a bunch of unintelligible scribbles. The doctor then shifted her expression to a forced smile, as to not concern me or make me feel poor for my weak efforts.

Before she left she told me that I would have a visitor tomorrow, granted I was doing well to have visitors, and that she would come back to see me in the morning when she started her shift.
I went back to sleep after presumably enjoying the meal my nurse brought to me, seeing as the last thing I remember was him taking my emptied tray and leaving with a smile.

___ ___ ___

The next day I had made a much better recovery and was able to sit myself up without the assistance of a nurse.
When the doctor came in I was greeted, but it quickly went into me being diagnosed with a condition as a result of the accident I had been in.
I got two answers that morning, one I had been wanting to know which was the fact that I had been hit by a car late at night, and the other I hadn't asked for... and with that one came an onslaught of more questions I needed answers to.

That afternoon my visitor came, a gentleman 'bout my age, and with him he brought a bouquet of flowers.
I had just woken up from my nap so when the nurse let him in my amber and sapphire eyes blinked slowly as I looked back at his.
After the nurse left my visitor stumbled through his introduction, clearly nervous about our meeting, but what awoke my senses was the smell of cologne, the only thing I remembered from the accident.

I was feeling just as nervous as he was, but I offered him the seat adjacent to my bed, to which he gladly accepted.
Apparently he was the one who had taken me to the hospital after the accident, and was also the one that hit me with his car.
It all was a complete accident. He said that I had been in the forest that night, for who knows what reason, and wandered onto the highway where I was literally a deer in the headlights, and then that's when he hit me.
Luckily I wasn't too beat up from it seeing as I landed in the snow that lined the highway that night, but it did cause some damage...
I then told him what the doctor had told me just that morning, that the damage I had received was amnesia, and that only time would tell how long it would last, if not... permanently.
Lost to who I was and what my life was like....

(599/600)

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hello friends ! final judging of my GA trial !! phew, what a time its been and I appreciate everyone who
managed to push through an entry, I enjoyed reading every entry written and they were all super interesting
takes on the prompt. I would like to just say I've had so much fun in my GA trial and feel absolutely blessed
to have been given this opportunity to make designs for everyone!!

I'd love to give hms to Cinnamon Heart, Sha the Sheep, Shortstop and ...rabbit
All of these entries either made me laugh or really piqued my interest in one way or another, I really
enjoyed the way these were all portrayed and really feel like they took the prompt in interesting or fun directions.

and I'd like to announce the winner being

ucanthandleme
this was such a fun take on the prompt and created a super interesting narrative and character.
Being so lost in character that they don't even have themselves to return was such an interesting concept and
I really enjoyed how this character was portrayed and handled and am super excited to see how you'll continue
to develop and pursue the ideas behind this kalon!! Congrats on Nao and im so ready to see them around the
community some more!!

[Ucanthandleme]

Wow! This really made my day, thank you so much khvoxtic I cant wait to develop Nao further as I have so many ideas for them, the will definitely be floating around with some of my other kals! Also big congrats to the Hm winners there were some super awesome stories!

[Broccoli_Bento]

Big congrats!