breathe out, out, out [halloween event: end]

[dustless]

Midnight, the moon goes from full to a thin crescent.

The hours tick by; the sliver of moon shifts; the changes leak from the castle, heavy fog sliding up from the ground and foundations themselves, thickening around any subject it encounters, clinging.

Once the first warm rays of light appear in the sky, the changes it inspired melt away, leaving the people just the way they were, and the grounds with only a few dead trees left.



Frisk comes back to themselves, and having a solid body is overwhelming. They thunk down onto the floor in the middle of the hallway and lie there for a while, just getting used to it again.


[definitely late, sorry! if other halloween dealies want to go on, feel free to backdate!]