Event Ten.

[awashmods]

Little Willie, mean as hell, Pushed his sister in a well. Mother said, while drawing water, "My, it's hard to raise a daughter."

t's pretty dark and miserable down in the well. The cavernous area feels much larger than a well should be, bodies milling about in the darkness and knee deep, frigid water. So you're here -- and you're not alone, and the only way out appears to be the thin circle of sunlight from above, the opening of the well. (And elsewhere, in the Town, everyone's waking up to gifts of various usefulness, but hopefully they remember to check the well today even so!) What now? Welcome to Awash's tenth event log, and the intro log for this month, everyone! All new characters have found themselves waking in the well in the middle of the Town. Hopefully they can get a hand out! For more information, please go here! Meanwhile, the current characters have some new gifts. If there are any questions, please ask them here, and have fun! Thank you!

Comments

[scooptimistic]

[ How can he even see with his eyes shut-- ]

Radiant?? You're definitely the poetic type.

[noholdsbard]

[ …Echolocation, probably. ]

Haha, I am very fond of it.

[scooptimistic]

I am, too! I think there's a lot of meaning to be found in them.

... Though I like reading them more than I'd like coming up with them myself.

[noholdsbard]

Why not indulge in a bit of both? I find it quite soothing, and I am sure that we can come up with something that I can put into song.

[scooptimistic]

... Well, why not? Give me some time to stretch my poetic muscles and we'll have a session.