Re: [Hydra]
As you swallow the memory berry, you feel something in your stomach clench and your mind seems to fray at the edges for a split second as you experience the memory unfolding in your consciousness.
You turn away, feeling a little queasy as the [badgercroc] eats the third marwok of the day. It's terrified squeals are cut short rather quickly and efficiently, and now, you wait, on the reinforced fence, for the sound of crunching to finish.
"Now, you think?" You ask idly. Still not looking back. The old sheerer gives you a crooked grin, watching what had to be a macabre display behind you, completely unphased. He hands you a spare set of shears.
"Yep. Let it get hungry again, you ain't gonna get a winter coat. Or need one no more."
As you return, the memory settles, interlaced with the rest of your recovered life, as if that was just another part of the world and people you left behind. It's hard to shake any of the conviction that it was real and it had happened to you, any more than you would a normal memory.