Mini-event - A Different Type Of Story Time

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The snow was dragging its feet about melting. It was possible to go out now, at least. Get some fresh air. But trying to walk to the shore or the museum district would be a slog. And the snow is melted or piled in drifts that make flight unstable, because the "ground" keeps changing level.

All in all, while there is the scent of hope on the horizon... it still is probably a time for most people to stay indoors.

Ben has asked everyone who is willing to, to come share with him - and each other - their experiences with the odd forward flashbacks. Hopefully together they could peace together what they mean...