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It is on this mad morning that I choose to begin...

Somewhere in between a fold in reality lies a place, shaped like a circle. It is a city called Aspile. From the beady black eyes of the sea-birds, it is a massive grey plate sprawled out over the terrain, with a tiny green square located somewhere in the middle. That square is a garden called Rhombus. But alas, the sea-birds were shot by the humans living there, and so they cannot tell more.


Introductions are the hardest.