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[occulthymns]

[Euri isn't entirely sure what happened. One moment she was out in the forest, gathering some herbs for another batch of potions for her mother. She had managed to climb up one of the smaller giant mushrooms in other to gather some rare hanging dragon's breath, when everything suddenly changed. That mushroom changed into a metal street light, and all the trees had become huge, ugly brick buildings. From green to... greys and browns.

With a squeak of surprise she lets go of the street light, landing very unceremoniously onto the sidewalk and the contents of her basket ending up scattered all over. The only not completely terrible thing about her change in situations is that it's late evening and the street looks empty, so it seems no one saw any of that.

Several choice swears later Euri is pushing herself to her feet, glancing about thoroughly confused. What the fuck? She stays a deer in headlights for several minutes before she decides to do the first thing that comes to mind, and that is awkwardly moving to gather up her basket and its spilled contents.]

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[cachinnate]

[She'll be alone for a little longer! But then there is this... high, lonely whistle from somewhere up the street that slowly resolves into this slow lullaby-ish folk song]

[Ran turns the corner not too much longer after that, meandering lazily down the walk, continuing to whistle as he toys with a ring of keys, tossing them and catching them as he walks. He remains... apparently oblivious to the only other person on the street tonight for now...]