Recuérdame.

[riptorn]

[Those of you who wish to see those who passed on? You'll be directed outside by Zeus, where he raises his arms, and marigolds begin to float around him. They float upwards, and form into a bridge.

It's structurally sound, and it seems fitting that you can cross it.

Eventually, you'll see it. Elysium. The Land of The Dead. Gentle music plays as you cross over into the city.

It's...festive. It's always festive. The architecture is colorful and full of spirit, and your group seems to be the only ones...human in appearance. Even your old friends seem to be a bit more skeletal in appearance. You can spend as much time here as you like, but eventually, that bridge will disappear. And you'll have to leave.

But...they'll never truly be gone. Not if you remember them. And someday, you'll join them. But for now, you celebrate. You've earned your happy ending.]

(ooc: This is the last log for the three canon rounds of Foolish Mortals! Thanks for coming along for the ride - we loved having you, and we hope to see ya real soon!)

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[sentree]

[ While Zoe's spent countless decades by Artemis' side, Thalia's had but a few years of immortality, and she hasn't grown used to it yet. Still just growing into the idea of living for such a long time, which is probably why it's so easy for her to conceptualize moving on. She hasn't lost everyone she's ever known outside the Hunters yet, and the idea of growing up with them, growing up with her brother, with Reyna...

...It's become tantalizing again. For her to find a place among the other demigods. It sounds like something she can do.

(She's not to mention the Roman part especially, oops. She didn't mean to, it just happened, Zoe.) ]

Oh, well. [ She finds herself studying Zoe. A skeletal form, but the same expressions on her face. Even with the more modern language, it's still her. ] Lady Artemis, she put you with the stars. I didn't know if that meant you'd be there, or...in Elysium.