[And so as the third day of approaches, that sickly sweet smell comes to pass-replaced by the bitter odor of something much more ominous. As darkness falls, a message can be found scrawled out on a wall near the city's bulletin board. The ink, if you want to call it that, is still sticky. This might not be such a happy holiday after all.]


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Attention All Prisoners and Personnel:
WE MUST ALL WORK TOGETHER TO CREATE A FIRE-FREE ENVIRONMENT

Enjoy the cruise,
turn on the fan
there's nothing to lose,
so work on your tan!

To Break is Divine: Interested in the Job-Of-A-Lifetime?
Make an appointment with The Warden.

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[The silken banner hangs across the entire bulletin board, covering all else. In elaborate script, it declares thus:]

At the most gracious invitation of:

Ihy, Mirthmaker
The Red Mother
and
Never-Sorrowing of the Quicksilver Falcons

We bring into this world a Bountiful Feast of Delights and declare our Market of Wonders open at dawn's first breaking!

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( Pinned to the board, a flyer for a lost pet. )

A small, shabby doll has been pinned to the wall, several pins have been stuck into "her" head, hair and shoulders, leaving the arms and legs limp. Underneath the doll there is some scrawly writing on a tattered, red note.

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Tacked delicately to the board, a small white lily is tied to a card, all wrapped in sheer silver ribbon. The white flower among the red, red roses Discordia brings. Neatness and care seems to have been placed into the small gift. The front of the card has a beautiful image of the Destiny Islands they've shortly returned from, and from the position ( Read more... )

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