t seems like just another day in this place. It's chilly, but not miserable, and there's a bit of holiday cheer in the form of a few of those trees people have managed to decorate.

Of course...there's also the shades, but who cares about those?

They wander, drifting too and fro, following their usual, typical lives as if they have no idea that they're not longer alive, no longer in their own proper home. They walk over the frozen lake in Flavo as if it's not even there, open doors that no longer exist, and settle into rooms that are nothing but rubble.

They're living in a past that only they can see, but perhaps you can see a bit more from watching them?

Only... maybe don't spend too much time with them, lest you start seeming too much like a ghost yourself.

Welcome to Awash's fifteenth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs and posts for this event!

If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!