ill take the glacier one!

then i'll take the twilight potion door!

you find a beautiful marble and pearl vanity with several fancy boxes on it. which will you open?

• the wooden one with a painted picture of a lotus
• the ivory one with a gold engraved rose
• the silver one with a blue china river landscape
• the obsidian one with a mirror brushed with the words "i could never show you anything as beautiful as you"
• the clouded glass one with a coat of arms

: Lotus for me please. ^^

I love roses, so I pick the ivory box.

the obsidian one please :3

I'll snag the glass one with the coat of arms if I may.

Silver is the last one left I think! I'll take it !

last door was taken in case you missed it :)

just another gentle reminder ^_^ All of your doors have been picked.

you open the beautifully painted wooden box. the hinges creak softly. inside you find a few delicate treasures. there's a vial of pearly white sand, a pair of glass earrings, a few dried lotus petals, and a torn letter. the heavy parchment used for the letter is delicate with age, fluffy fibers flaking at the edges, and the gold cursive handwriting is faded. with only half the letter, you can read the following:

"-- the war wakes up and finds us is another day I -- mirrors my own faded hope as look upon another -- here. I miss you like missing part of myself. I want -- selfish. I want this over with. I want you home. But -- people and all peoples and I know we will both do -- suns set and rise without you here and for the first -- for myself alone. For once I don't want everything to -- take you away to the lake country again and shelter -- imagine our family? I do, all the time. Our children -- and not having to worry about what's going on in the -- can't. I feel you must also feel these two heavy weights -- pledged duty and what we owe as living people to all -- hearts. I know what our paths are and I know what they -- miss you. Please stay safe. Let me know how you're -- dream of you in the meantime, and get up and fight. -- together."

congrats, you won first place!

you open the small, opulent ivory box inset with gold and ruby roses. inside you find a few things of makeup, and a partially finished tin of chocolates. in with the chocolates is a note that reads "I still don't understand how you can eat these foul things but let this be the answer to the argument on whether or not I indulge you. Bastard." it's signed with a bronze lipstick kiss.

the lid of the silver box is heavy, weighed down by the ceramic plate. inside you find an assortment of pale treasures: a collapsible pearly spyglass, a small model of a deer, a dried scorpion corpse, and a photo frame. upon closer inspection the frame is not empty as it appears, rather it contains a photo placed in the frame with the plain white back facing out. when you take the photo out and look at it you see a family having a picnic together at a river. they all look happy. a young girl is laying on her stomach playing with some blades of grass while her father enjoys a sandwich, and her mother is looking up from her phone at the person taking the picture with a wry amused expression. in the distance, storm clouds gather.

you see your face in the lid of the obsidian box as you go to open it. inside the small box is a few odd keepsakes: a lock of brown hair tied together, a few loose buttons, a polished obsidian stone, and a single silver coin. the bottom of the box also has a mirror in it, reflecting each of the objects sitting there. you notice a note wrapped around the lock of hair. you unroll it and read: "You know that old tradition of giving your lover a lock of your hair? Well, you said you wanted a keepsake, so here's the narcissist's version. Besides, I don't think you could forget me if you tried. It's a wonder you haven't been assassinated yet, I literally walked up and cut off some of your hair when you weren't looking. Maybe you just trust me too much."

you see the shapes of a few items through the clouded glass. you open the lid of the square box carefully. inside are a delicate porcelain music box, a dried yellow flower, a few sticks of incense, and a heavy tapestry needle. inside the music box you find a note that reads "For my beloved son: this music box belonged to my mother when she was a girl, and she inherited it from hers, and so on. It's been in the family for generations. Always remember where you come from, sweetheart. It'll help you with where you're going." on closer inspection you see the figurine on top of the music box has had its eyes scratched out and one of the hands carefully broken off.

Ooh! So mysterous. Great story, lovely items. Thank you.

Oooo these were so good! I love it!

Passing further down the hall your mind wanders and you begin to question your choices up to this point. Boxes, doors, petals, and potions swirl in your vision as your legs carry you somewhere unknown.

It’s the blinding light of day which stirs you from your thoughts. Where are you now? Is that something ahead of you? You blink but find it difficult to concentrate. You’ll need something to help you focus.

You could:

*Pull an item from your pocket. *Hold up your hand. *Grab at the hazy figure ahead. *Dig in your backpack. *Turn around and regroup in the shadows.

(Please note: I am experiencing a sudden significant life change but I believe I can still participate.)

I shall Grab at the hazy figure ahead.

((Sending all the healing energies your way deary!))

Hold up my hand

I dig in my backpack.

I love the stories! wow! so cool!

Thank you so much for the items, too!

I turn around and regroup in the shadows.

here's hoping your life change turns out OK! 💙

I pull an item from my pocket.