1. @KidBeano;
2. @jda95;
3. @Paperhorse;
5. @Hitomi;
6. @Sputnik;
7. @Rio Kamishiro;
11. @Soulmaster;
12. @Akuraito;
13. @Neon Borealis;
14. @Master Mew;
15. @Ryoga Kamishiro;
16. @Human;
17. @Buoy;
18. @Aelita;
19. @Elysion;
20. @GliscorMan;
21. @Croag;ily
22. @TheMissingno.;
A middle-aged woman sat on a cliff that overlooked the vast expanse of an ocean. Waves endlessly crashed against the rock, and a memory began to surface in the woman's mind...
It was twelve years ago, on the fateful day that her husband left her side to serve his country. He boarded the ship, loudly proclaiming his love for her and waving, even as the ship set sail. The woman stood on the shore long after the ship was gone, suddenly crushed with the realization that she wouldn't see him for four years. She put aside her feelings of loss and loneliness and tried her best to carry on.
Every week, she received a letter, sometimes accompanied by a picture. The tales they told were not only of military life, but of the beauty of the world beyond their small town. The days passed by slowly, and the woman watched as various family members grew up or grew old. A few died. It took a lot of patience and perseverance, but eventually the hard times were replaced by better days.
Finally, the day arrived. A ship pulled into the harbor, identical to the one that the woman had first seen four years ago. Many sailors of various ranks ran to their waiting families. Her husband returned to her as well, looking a little older, but still the caring man he was before.
She looked down at her hands as tears rolled down her face. Today was exactly eight years since her husband's return, and about three years since his sudden death. She lost everything in the end. She was no longer in her prime or in the best of health, and the love of her life was long-gone. Was anything worth living for anymore?
The woman shook her head and stood, turning away from the ocean. As she approached her town, the troubles that they'd been facing lately came to the forefront of her mind. Wolves. Witches. Death. Nothing reassuring, but she did try to appear forthright and assess the situation. She wasn't surprised to see that no actual progress had been made.
No one disappeared that day.
It is now NIGHT 3. This phase will end at 10PM EST on 11/22. Have a happy Thanksgiving to everyone that is celebrating.



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