Re: [Canis]
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 lift your head, setting your spear at your side. The fatty lizard in front of you pauses as well, taking note of the clack, clack of a loom. You touch your forehead in a reverent gesture to the [Weaver] and begin the treck back to the arena, the hunt forgotten.
You step into the great playing field just to hear her soft voice, gentle... "Welcome hero. Please, tell me. What do you seek?"
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.