grey skies are gonna clear up
A wisp of wind and laughing, tittering voices chirp from the shrine. And with it you begin to feel a bit lighter… lighter by the way these voices seem to pull and tug on your clothing and your hair, pulling at ears and cheeks. ”What’s the matter, Korbin? Are we not what you want to see?” The voices cheer to you. ”Let’s turn that frown… upside-down!”
Then the tugging grows more insistent until finally, it feels like your face is frozen. A smile gracing your features so at odds with the war in your heart. A frozen smile, affixed to your face.
Korbin has been cursed! He can only smile and talk in a voice that sounds happy. He can break this curse by making someone (or himself) genuinely happy in 5 separate threads.
Then the tugging grows more insistent until finally, it feels like your face is frozen. A smile gracing your features so at odds with the war in your heart. A frozen smile, affixed to your face.
Korbin has been cursed! He can only smile and talk in a voice that sounds happy. He can break this curse by making someone (or himself) genuinely happy in 5 separate threads.
put on a happy face
