We are all stardust and stories

[wringmaster]

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Losing something, no matter the value, often leaves its mark. All twenty-five would be performers, have lost something in Cirque de l'Ardeur, even if it was just time. But maybe they've gained something too?

Returning what the fire gifted, even if it wasn't the full value of what was promised spurred it's embers brighter, as did convincing a certain ringmaster that your self worth isn't tied down to others. There's the future the fire yearns for too, a new temporary home until it can travel the stars like it used to.

Speaking of the stars—that's where you find yourselves now, numerous constellations flying by overhead, auroras traveling in their wake, the circus nestled in a secure bubble. Soon you'll be in Tevyat, Mondstadt, if you decide to stick around for the full ride.

But if not? The fire blazes bright as ever, willing to bring you home.

(( OOC: Happy Golden end! This epilogue nebulously takes place in well, star space! Everyone is free to go home by stepping into the fire at any point, though if they want to return for whatever reason, Joker will be handing out new tickets to the circus. They'll be able to visit other's worlds as well using the circus as an intermediary. Powers will be ON as well, but try not to destroy anything!

From the fruit bowl, thank you for playing with us these past 2 weeks! ♥ ))