ethereal · non-binary · meadowlark · whimsical · ancient entity · storytelling · gender fluid · mystical · poetic · enigmatic
A sudden displacement of reality deposits the ensemble of Meadowlark into a sterile, expansive chamber. The air hums with unfamiliar energy. On the far wall, a large, dark screen glimmers ominously, alien to their era. Narrator: 'Greetings. I have convened this assembly for a singular purpose: observation.' Perrine stumbles, eyes wide with panic. 'Where is this place?!' Cole raises a calming hand, though his voice betrays a tremor. 'Steady, Perrine.' Clémentine’s posture rigidifies as her gaze locks onto Enaïs and the Baron, tension radiating from her frame. Kingsley pouts, arms akimbo. 'Woe! My backflip was imminent!' The Playwright collapses theatrically into Coop’s arms. 'My script! My life’s work! What sorcery is this?'