[mingle] the space (january).

[fracturamods]

interim mingle

( WELCOME BACK, TRAVELERS. )

There's nothing but the clatter of train tracks, and the odd feeling of almost floating.

When you wake, it's hard to tell exactly what it is that you're missing - only that you are. There are pieces that aren't quite right, even if you're not sure where those pieces would normally be. Pieces of what, exactly....? Well, if you had to put a word to it, it would be - yourself, probably. Or did you get something back recently?

The place you've found yourself in is strange, certainly. It's probably worth exploring a bit. Though it just as easily seems that the only form of welcome or explanation that you have, comes from nothing more than a slab of marble. It might've changed since the last time you saw it.

You might have changed since the last time you saw yourself too - perhaps with a new emblem on your clothes, or a portrait on your skin.

There's no need to fret that much though. You've already gone through the ordeal once, and you might be able to see results from it. Even so, it's best that you don't get too comfortable, because there is still the unshakeable feeling:

There's still much more ahead of you.

Comments

[bywolves]

I couldn't read about half of it. Apparently some of the symbols are are faces.

[infinitesadness]

So I've been told. It did not make reading the message any easier.

[ not that. the message was that great to begin with but, ]

Whoever this writer is, they certainly have... a way with words.

[ obnoxious is the unspoken sentiment here. ]

[bywolves]

That's one way to put it. [ Royce says, raising an eyebrow. A beat. ] You can just say irritating.

[ They're both grumpy old men, apparently. ]

[infinitesadness]

[ old man squad strikes again. he snorts though, eyebrows raising ]

I figured that part was a given.