The room you awaken in is draped in a swathe of deep blue. It appears to be a luxurious train cart, a variety of cushioned seats on either side. You swear you can hear what sounds like music coming from all around you, though there are no speakers that you can see. The train feels like it is moving, though several curtains block the outside view. Any attempt at removing them is blocked, and a single wooden door decorated in an odd insignia appearing to be a mask. For some reason, it looks familiar, and without realizing it, your hand is reaching out towards the handle. As your hand is just about to touch the doorknob, a voice calls out to you.

"Welcome to the Velvet Room."

The voice is decidedly male and coming from behind you; standing next to a small, wooden desk with a quill and paper on it is a young man dressed entirely in rich, blue clothes and platinum blonde hair with golden eyes gives you a warm smile, a large book residing in one hand with his other hand raised to his chest as he bows to you. Once he straightens up, he clears his throat before speaking.

"Normally, my master would be the one welcoming you. However, he is unwell due to a recent incident; I will be attending you instead," He explains, his voice smooth and gentle. "I am William, a faithful assistant of my master, and denizen of this place. I understand your awakening is unusual, but there isn't much time before you return to your world. Instead, I will present you with the contract awaiting your signature. Once you've signed, we can begin."

He brandishes an arm, revealing previously unseen paper with a feathered quill in an inkwell sitting next to it. On said paper it is written:

I give you this to take with you:
Nothing remains as it was. If you know this, you can
begin again, with pure joy in the uprooting.

The only time you should ever look back is to see how far you've come.

There is a space for your signature at the bottom. Once you take the quill and sign, the page bursts into a blue flame. William doesn't seem surprised, though he does look at your hand. You then notice the feather begin to burn and release it as it too is swallowed by fire. However, instead of disappearing, instead, it changes shape, revealing a key. You realize the mask on it matches the symbols on the door, though before you can inquire, an unknown voice echoes in your mind:

I am thou...Thou art I
From the sea of thy soul, I come
The flames of thy rebirth are as mere embers
They eagerly await the spark of your awakening
Go forth and seek out the lost virtue

The key glows brightly before fading away at your touch. The attendant gives you an amused but apologetic smile, though he doesn't comment as he instead opens his book. A bright, blue light emerges from the pages, taking the form of a card.

"The Arcana is the means by which all is revealed. You are no exception," William tells you as the card materializes. "The Fool represents a new beginning. Appropriate for your journey, if a little on-the-nose. I suppose this truly signifies the end for our previous guest." His eyes soften, the smallest hint of a frown on his expression before he looks at you again. "You'll find there are others out there who have visited this place just like you. As I mentioned, your awakening is most unusual. It isn't often that we give out multiple contracts like this, but I believe once your power has been realized, everything will come together."

The card fades away as William closes his book, giving you a stern expression. "Your power will awaken soon. When the time comes, take your key and let the flames of rebirth burst from within. Until next we meet, I bid you farewell." He once again bows to you as everything darkens.

A spotlight appears, once again illuminating the mysterious door. An unfamiliar pull draws you to it, and without hesitation, you open the door and step through. A large, thick curtain hangs before you, though it doesn't leave you wondering what's behind it for too long as it is gently pulled aside. A grand stage is revealed with a multitude of figures cluttered front and center. The music from before sounds louder here, and as the song continues, the figures' shapes becoming clearer: an orchestra is performing for you. Several instruments join in, and soon a single, female voice gorgeously performs the aria. It touches your soul in a way you can't describe, soothing yet invigorating, but there is little time to dwell on it as another spotlight draws your attention.

It illuminates a risen platform behind the orchestra. A silhouette matching the figures approaches the light, revealed only once they fully step into the light. What appears to be a young woman with blonde hair dressed in a deep, rich blue gown stands there, her eyes closed as she gives you a curtsey. Out of the corner of your eye, a bright, blue butterfly flutters over, seemingly ignored until it lands on her right eye. Nonetheless, a golden hue is revealed as she opens her free eye, giving you a small smile. Her lips move, and despite not uttering anything, you can barely make it out. It looks like she's saying...

The butterfly on her eye erupts, engulfing her in light, though the light shines so brightly that you can't see a thing. Once you close your eyes and open them again, you're back in reality.

What was that?

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_{Just like the butterfly,
I too will awaken in my own time.}

The room you awaken in is draped in a swathe of deep blue. It appears to be a luxurious train cart, a variety of cushioned seats on either side. You swear you can hear what sounds like music coming from all around you, though there are no speakers that you can see. The train feels like it is moving, though several curtains block the outside view. Any attempt at removing them is blocked, and a single wooden door decorated in an odd insignia appearing to be a mask. For some reason, it looks familiar, and without realizing it, your hand is reaching out towards the handle. As your hand is just about to touch the doorknob, a voice calls out to you.

"Welcome to the Velvet Room."

The voice is decidedly male and coming from behind you; standing next to a small, wooden desk with a quill and paper on it is a young man dressed entirely in rich, blue clothes and platinum blonde hair with golden eyes gives you a warm smile, a large book residing in one hand with his other hand raised to his chest as he bows to you. Once he straightens up, he clears his throat before speaking.

"Normally, my master would be the one welcoming you. However, he is unwell due to a recent incident; I will be attending you instead," He explains, his voice smooth and gentle. "I am William, a faithful assistant of my master, and denizen of this place. I understand your awakening is unusual, but there isn't much time before you return to your world. Instead, I will present you with the contract awaiting your signature. Once you've signed, we can begin."

He brandishes an arm, revealing previously unseen paper with a feathered quill in an inkwell sitting next to it. On said paper it is written:

I give you this to take with you:
Nothing remains as it was. If you know this, you can
begin again, with pure joy in the uprooting.

The only time you should ever look back is to see how far you've come.

There is a space for your signature at the bottom. Once you take the quill and sign, the page bursts into a blue flame. William doesn't seem surprised, though he does look at your hand. You then notice the feather begin to burn and release it as it too is swallowed by fire. However, instead of disappearing, instead, it changes shape, revealing a key. You realize the mask on it matches the symbols on the door, though before you can inquire, an unknown voice echoes in your mind:

I am thou...Thou art I
From the sea of thy soul, I come
The flames of thy rebirth are as mere embers
They eagerly await the spark of your awakening
Go forth and seek out the lost virtue

The key glows brightly before fading away at your touch. The attendant gives you an amused but apologetic smile, though he doesn't comment as he instead opens his book. A bright, blue light emerges from the pages, taking the form of a card.

"The Arcana is the means by which all is revealed. You are no exception," William tells you as the card materializes. "The Fool represents a new beginning. Appropriate for your journey, if a little on-the-nose. I suppose this truly signifies the end for our previous guest." His eyes soften, the smallest hint of a frown on his expression before he looks at you again. "You'll find there are others out there who have visited this place just like you. As I mentioned, your awakening is most unusual. It isn't often that we give out multiple contracts like this, but I believe once your power has been realized, everything will come together."

The card fades away as William closes his book, giving you a stern expression. "Your power will awaken soon. When the time comes, take your key and let the flames of rebirth burst from within. Until next we meet, I bid you farewell." He once again bows to you as everything darkens.

A spotlight appears, once again illuminating the mysterious door. An unfamiliar pull draws you to it, and without hesitation, you open the door and step through. A large, thick curtain hangs before you, though it doesn't leave you wondering what's behind it for too long as it is gently pulled aside. A grand stage is revealed with a multitude of figures cluttered front and center. The music from before sounds louder here, and as the song continues, the figures' shapes becoming clearer: an orchestra is performing for you. Several instruments join in, and soon a single, female voice gorgeously performs the aria. It touches your soul in a way you can't describe, soothing yet invigorating, but there is little time to dwell on it as another spotlight draws your attention.

It illuminates a risen platform behind the orchestra. A silhouette matching the figures approaches the light, revealed only once they fully step into the light. What appears to be a young woman with blonde hair dressed in a deep, rich blue gown stands there, her eyes closed as she gives you a curtsey. Out of the corner of your eye, a bright, blue butterfly flutters over, seemingly ignored until it lands on her right eye. Nonetheless, a golden hue is revealed as she opens her free eye, giving you a small smile. Her lips move, and despite not uttering anything, you can barely make it out. It looks like she's saying...

The butterfly on her eye erupts, engulfing her in light, though the light shines so brightly that you can't see a thing. Once you close your eyes and open them again, you're back in reality.

What kind of dream was that?

In times of drought, shed tears of sympathy.
In summers cold, walk in concern and empathy.

Stand aloof of the unknowing masses:
Better dismissed as useless than flattered as a "Great Man".

This is my goal, the person I strive to become.




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