[tonight, camp might notice that a strange pressure has lifted--not all of the oppressive weight is gone, but a great deal of it simply vanishes between one breath and the next. those of you watching over a fallen loved one might notice that they're starting to breathe easier, normally now. up overhead, a single star shines through the clouds.
good morning, camp. even if it is the middle of the night.]
[oh, and. all the people who directly participated in the game--sheep, wolves, and volunteers--will at some point in time find
this lovely statue in their possessions. Each comes with a postcard with a circus picture and a heavy flowing script that simply threads Thank You. The five sheep who won, in addition, will have a corded necklace, hung with a single wolf's tooth, looped like a garrote around the figure's neck, as well as an extra note.
See You Next Time.]
((I WILL NOT BE TAGGING EVERYTHING IN THIS POST. But have your reunions, your fallouts, your et ceteras here! ONE LAST FALLOUT POST FOR THE GAME.))