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event  two .    𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭s

spring / summer musical audition sign up. 

while  he  has  yet  to  announce  the  musical  chosen,  director  jonathan  mackenzie has  placed  a  sheet  upon  the  wall  near  the  entrance  of  the  gallery,  where  anyone  in  town  is  welcome  to  place  their  name  down  -  and  let  him  know  of  their  interest  in  being  part  of  it  whether  it's simply  as  stage  help,  or  acting  -  all  are  welcome!

✧. "𝙸 𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙺𝚈 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙸𝚂𝙴, 𝙽𝙾 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝙿 𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙺," she says sheepishly, already regretting questioning her decision to approach him during the festivities. "it's just been a minute. and i wanted to say HI!" a slight pause. she sucks her lips between her lips for a brief moment before her brow knits and she tries to smile convincingly. these days are some of the LAST of the start-of-year lull in the theatre season and jemima would be lying if she said she didn't miss her director as much as her castmates. he was cantankerous and finicky and she'd had more than one outburst directed at him over the years, but she admired him all the same. a delicate and terrible secret which jemima hid well was that her love could go no further than her own ego. this was the soft, rotten bit at the center of her sweetness. ( there must be something wrong with me, she would reflect, that i can even think of hurting someone i dote upon; or is it that there is something wrong in doting upon someone i hate? ) the things she loves are simply MIRRORS in which she sees her own reflection. and like knows like, so she feels a similar brokenness in jonathan. "so, y'know. hi. i guess. how-how are you? how are things?"

familiarity  runs  so  deeply  through  his  bones,   the  marrow  shakes  at  the  thought  of  being  here.   his  suit,  dutifully  picked  out  with  the  help  of  his  best  friend,  sits  snug  at  his  waist  and  shoulders—  it  definitely  wasn't  of  the  man  he'd  become  during  this  life,   without  memories  of  the  old  one,   but  it  certainly  screamed  in  echoes  of  that  very  one  which  had  passed.  "  where's  the  cape  batman?  "  he  asks,  announcing  his  presence  behind  the  boy  and  his  mother,  picking  the  two  out  of  the  crowd  moments  earlier.  he  supposes  he  should  explain  how  he  recognized  them,  but  as  there  were  very  little  children  here  to  begin  with,  even  less  with  batman  masks,   he  need  only  make  an  educated  guess  on  the  identity  of  the  woman  holding  him.  his  best  friend.  and  sometimes,   a  partner  in  crime  when  he  wasn't  buried  in  steel  scraps,   and  work.  "  you  look  great,  odette.  "

event  two .    𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 & 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵

a mask  is  donned  and  one  loses  themselves. 

easter passes with little applause, the children in town taking part in the year easter egg hunt across town. the adults look forward, more, to the event announced at the weekend's end.

jonathan mackenzie, director of the prince of maldonia theatre corps, announces a gala to raise funds for the upcoming musical. he claims it will be one better than any year before, and the title will be released on the night of - where a signup list for auditions will be posted. as with all things in the theatre - there will be an air of mystery for the event as the theme is announced as a masquerade.

the night comes quickly, and all who wish to attend flock to the emerald city art gallery - the venue for the gathering. tickets are $20 a person, with drinks being an additional charge throughout the evening, but the night is sure to have great entertainment and excitement, as even for a fundraiser the mackenzies have left no expense spared.

the masquerade proves to flicker pointed memories for many, as the memory of the masked ball that had marked king midas's 20th year of reign. six months before the curse swept across the enchanted forest, he'd invited all those across the lands - his only rule that all magic be left at the door. to enforce this, he had a spell made to ensure no magic could be used within the ballrooms.

plot drop  one .    𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴

spring  bleeds  and  one  remembers  one's doom. 

before  dawn  breaks  on  the  first  day  of  spring  -  the  gardens  of  enchanted  falls  are  filled  with  uninvited  guests.  they  dressed  up  warmly,  with  their  hoods  up  to  protect  them  both  from  the  chill  in  the  air  and  the  possibility  of  their  identities  being  discovered.  while  they  passed  through  the  gardens  with  little  interest,  tripping  over  a  few  stray  vines  on  occasion,  careful  not  to  damage  any  blooms  in  their  travels.  the  lights  on  their  phones  marked  their  path,  but  between  them  only  whispers  were  shared.

when  they  reached  the  heart  of  the  garden  -  kore's  bloom  itself,  they  wasted  no  time  in  pulling  a  few  petals  from  the  base  of  it,  where  they  were  sure  it  would  not  be  noticed.  when  they  completed  their  task,  they  left  the  garden  as  quiet  as  they  had  arrived.

the  day  past  with  little  consequences  of  their  actions.  the  spring  festival  continued  on,  and  they  worked  hard  to  keep  things  on  schedule  for  their  planned  party  in  the  woods.  when  dusk  fell,  they  ventured  out  -  sending  out  texts  to  any  and  all  they  could,  and  setting  up  shop  in  a  hidden  little  spot  far  from  town  -  but  right  by  the  waterfall.

as  the  night  went  on  the  party  grew  wild,  paralleling  the  calmer  events  of  the  kore  bloom  celebration.  none  would  remember  in  the  morning  whose  idea  it  had  been,  but  the  teens  (  along  with  a  scattered  few  partygoers  )  ignored  the  long  remembered  warnings  in  their  minds  forbidding  them  from  doing  so  and  went  into  the  water  -  and  with  them  fell  a  few  of  the  stolen  petals.

when  the  clock  struck  midnight,  the  magic  of  the  waterfall  was  angry  to  be  disturbed,  and  cursed  those  in  it's  reach  all  to  remember  only  their  worst  memory.

those  who  admired  spring  and  her  beauty,  choosing  to  stay  within  the  gardens  in  rapture  of  the  bloom  were  gifted,  rather  than  cursed,  to  remember  their  most  beloved  memory.

event  one .    𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴

spring  passes  and  one  remembers  one's  innocence. 

in the heart of town is a garden filled with flowers that exist no where else in this world. each year as the clock strikes midnight on the spring solstice, in the centre of the gardens blooms the midnight flower of kore. said to be a sign of spring come again, many residents flock to spot the beautiful event.

of course, others simply attend for the parties. kore's festival begins with the bloom, but it doesn't end there. during the day, residents in town can visit the gardens for refreshments and stores across town take advantage - many throwing spring cleaning sales, and all the food joints in town compete for who can create the best spring themed food.

the gardens are fill of residents each night, and on the night of the midnight bloom officials tend to turn a blind eye on any bad behaviour.

the closer one is to the midnight flower when it blooms, the more clear their dreams may be.

from  deep  within  bones  scarred  by  a  life  which  he  could  no  longer  recall,   something  about  old  friends–   whether  from  then  or  now–  drove  a  deep  longing  from  his  gut.  there  was  someone  he  was  missing  ...  then  and  now,  and  this  ball?  it  only  made  that  longing  grow;  twisting  him  up  inside  as  it  desperately  clambered  it's  way  up  his  throat.  only  drowned  downward  with  a  steady  flood  of  party  drinks  down  his  tongue.   "  wyatt,  "  seig  greets  the  other  based  on  attire  only,   recognizing  that  look  despite  the  masks  which  conceal  their  identities.  he  supposes  he  could  pick  his  friend  out  of  a  crowd  of  hundreds  with  only  a  glance  if  he  must,   but  that  was  simply  what  made  them  unique;  something  which  seigfried  had  come  to  admire  since  their  time  in  high  school.

✧ . "𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴'𝚂 𝚂𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝙽𝚈 𝙿𝙴𝙾𝙿𝙻𝙴."  sometimes  it's  still  HARDER than  she'd  like  to  admit.  drink  clutched  tightly  in  one  hand,  she's  holding  onto  everett  for  dear  life  with  the  other.  she's  doing  so  well,  but  sometimes  does  feel  a  bit  silly  still.  spent  so  much  time  as  a  recluse  that  all  it  takes  to  forget  herself  again  is  a  little  bit  of  pressure.  too  many  people,  not  enough  space  in  a  room.  "it  is  so  beautiful  though,"  she  murmurs,  tucking  a  strand  of  hair  behind  her  ear.  head  tips  back  and  she  examines  everett's  face  with  adoration  written  plainly  in  the  tilt  of  her  head,  the  tenderness  of  her  gaze.  "i'm  so  happy  to  be  here  with  you."  and  so  sorry  for  the  times  like  this  i  threw  away.