The nursery, a velvet labyrinth illumined only by the dim light of a couple of candles, remains quieter than usual. The human clock, that which enjoys marking a monotonous tone when none stops to listen, has desisted; the small rodents, with their low but audible strolls, have hidden; down in the kitchen, nor the pots nor the cooks dare move. Everything remains as silent as silent can be.
Everyone and everything seems to have heard it, the single yawn that came from upstairs-- a yawn that has been awaited for far too long, so long, in fact, that the sudden realization of what that sound was has frightened everyone and, of course, everything.
The tall halls of the children's room have remained hollow since the world awakened from it's long slumber. Yes, empty, lonely, full of dust-- a sad thought for the sprites that survived the recreation of the world; a world of adults is just no fun. children, although annoying, brighten every corner they reach-- even if they only reach the nursery.
That is why that yawn, as simple as yawns are, carried with it a special magic, the magic of melancholy, relief, expectation and happiness.
Somewhere, lost in between the pillows and the dust, a sprite has just been born.
The first sprites of the recreated world have just been born!
Are they scared? Curious? Eager to explore?
This first event, designed specially for our new owners, has been made to let you explore and wander around the nursery and, if you dare, the castle.
Feel free to do whatever you want-- young sprites are children, after all!
Sign ups end the first of September!
Signees
- Fjorgyn the Dream Giant. (Awendybird)
- Erasmus the Nightmare Hermes. (Basilous)
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Just drop a comment here to let us know you wish to participate.
The mule account will start the event topic when two people have signed in.
