The One to Tell Their Stories

"Why don't you just sleep?"

"Hey... hey! You're dozing off, again."

"I brought you something to eat / drink."

"The work will still be here after you rest."

"You haven't moved since I left, have you?"

"Stand up, walk around the table, at least."

"Put down the pen. You can finish that later."

"Yeah, you'll get this done, but at what cost?"

"I don't like when you get lost in work like this."

"Close your laptop. I'm mandating you a break."

"You really don't know how to take it easy, do you?"

"You have a headache? Have you had any water lately?"

"Working yourself into the ground isn't going to help anyone."

"I'm worries about you. You look like you haven't slept in days."

"If you're gonna keep working, do you at least want some coffee?"

"When was the last time you had something to eat? Or a shower?"

"Of course your eyes hurt, you've been staring at the screen for hours."

"You fell asleep on your paperwork. You need to take some time for yourself."

"You're barely staying upright. You need to lie down, they can function without you long enough for you to take a nap."

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send (pluck) for sender's muse to take paperwork / pen / computer mouse away from receiver's muse.

send (hidden) for sender's muse to hide receiver's phone / writing tools in hopes of getting them to relax

send (barricade) for sender's muse to block the doorway and not let receiver's muse leave until they agree to rest

send (pillow) for sender's muse to tuck a shirt or cushion under receiver muse's head when they doze off mid-work

"Ive known you almost as long as Ive known North...and you've known eachother." She hummed, clearly amused. "I indulge his enthusiastic conversation, I like seeing how we've grown. Plus I may be used to the cold, but i do enjoy spring sunshine" The younger guardian teased.

Sketchbook Log: It’s her. It has to be. Sure he couldn’t quite remember and the eyes were wrong but who’s to say they weren’t silver. The image in the locket was as faded as his memories. But a parent never truly forgets his child. The real issue is why she isn’t smiling. She should be happy to see him. Can’t she just pretend?

Day 3: Silver

let's say goodbye to 2025 and greet 2026 with open arms. another year has come and gone, and like many years, it has come with its up and downs. in the spirit of commemorating the good, take a moment to share

whether to a mun or a muse, let them know what it is you'd like to say if you haven't done so just yet. now is the time, so don't hold back ! and remember to specify for multis.

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Must've been a good story she was writing.

"Maybe you didn't need a present, but it's always nice to get one." He drops the ugly package onto her desk, beaming as he leans over. "So go on and rip it open!"

Was it really so long ago?

She's also a joyful soul- and one Jack can tell lives up to being a guardian. Gently teasing him with a goose, explaining things patiently... She'd be good with the kids he visits. Jamie might get starry-eyed, knowing all of the books she has access to. He really does love a good encyclopedia about the unknown.

Katherine chuckled at his comment of her age. "North was still a young man when I met him, if that gives you any idea." She teased lightly. Reaching up to give Kailash a pet, she could tell Katherine was bothered by the memories.

𝐁𝐈𝐆  𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐎𝐎𝐅  𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖  𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐄 [...] limbs  dangling  haphazardly, it  looks  as  if  it'd  grown  arms  and  legs! struggled  heaving, before  ensnaring  her  within  his  embrace. and  then, ROLLING  HER  AROUND  THE  SNOW  WITH  HIM.

"He did, somewhat." She kept the answer simple, thanking Mr Querty before he went about his business.

"It just didnt matter, if he did or not....not really. The fearlings were the ones in control, not kozmotis."

Kailash leaned her head over, nibbling at Jack's hair. Though Katherines expression shifted from somber, to confused.

As time goes on, it feels like everything loses its teeth, somehow. Fearlings become amorphous dark horses. Pitch becomes a silly man who dances on top of globes. Jack's memories of waking up under the ice become dimmer and the moon he first saw becomes brighter.

Which is a good thing, he thinks. The gentler the world they live in, the safer children are.

"I don't think there's really BEEN a big catastrophe on our side of things for a good century. Maybe two."

Was it really so long ago?

"Theyre pretty hidden, they live around the Lunar Lamadary. Thats where me, Ombric and North found her egg." The guardian explained. "Norths known her, her whole life"

Jack's boredom has led him to explore hidden corners all over the globe. There wasn't much else to do!

"He told me about you, though. My name is Katherine, im one of the seven guardians." She introduced herself with a chuckle. "The old man with the long beard is my father, Ombric. Hes also one of the guardians."

He's been bitten by OTHER types of waterfowl, and it's never a fun time.

"Well given shes from the Himalayas, I got her from the Himalayas." Katherine tilted her head, looking up at Jack. "You dont have to hide up there like a cellar spider"

"North isnt gonna save you from Kailash, he likes her"

Still, he holds out one hand for the bird to... Sniff? Do birds do that? So that Kailash can tell he's cool (pun not intended), as he admires her. She's a pearly white and her feathers are in excellent condition.

"Well, if North likes her," he chuckles. "She's probably alright."

"Theyre pretty hidden, they live around the Lunar Lamadary. Thats where me, Ombric and North found her egg." The guardian explained. "Norths known her, her whole life"

He's been bitten by OTHER types of waterfowl, and it's never a fun time.

"Well given shes from the Himalayas, I got her from the Himalayas." Katherine tilted her head, looking up at Jack. "You dont have to hide up there like a cellar spider"

"North isnt gonna save you from Kailash, he likes her"