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Prompt 6 (Frozen Time): Midnight is a magical time of night; parties, dancing, kisses--there are a number of rituals celebrated in the winter nights. Every night has a midnight, but this one is special. There is an old church and bell tower on the quiet outskirts of town, near a beautiful forest that has been decorated with lights to celebrate the season. Maybe you are alone, maybe you are with friends, or maybe you’re at a party celebrating one of the many events--whatever the case, small, delicate snowflakes have been falling lightly for the past hour. And then--suddenly--they stop. The clock strikes midnight and the bell echoes a low, metallic chime that feels like it can be heard for miles. By the second chime, you realize that nothing else is moving. Snowflakes are suspended in the air and all living creatures--plants, animals, and people alike--are completely frozen. The clock chimes twelve times and the world is still frozen. Suddenly, there’s no way to tell how much time has passed--but nothing moves. Maybe it feels like a moment, maybe it feels like an hour. You can try to leave the area but you can never go far enough that the church is out of sight. In an instant, time seems to snap back into motion. To everyone else, it feels like no time has passed. To you, you know. The church seems eerie and foreboding and if you return you feel uncomfortable, as though you have broken something and are unwelcome. If roleplaying with a partner, multiple characters can remain unfrozen as the world around them freezes!
Demeter loved the snow. Fall and winter were her favorite seasons; filled with cold air and good, hearty, warm food and drink. So she was kinda basic, so what! She loved pumpkin spice lattes and hot cocoa with the marshmallows, who cared?
She sipped at her hot cocoa from a local coffee shop as she wandered around the snowy night, feeling pretty gosh darned good about herself and the way things were going so far.
At least, until the clock chimed and things seemed to... freeze. In a different manner than the snow.
She stopped, looking around with trepidation. What sort of magic was this? What could do this? She had to see if there was anyone else experiencing this.
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