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PenroseEcho

  • Fae Night Sky

    The world is made of stories. No false a statement has ever been so true. The power the mind weaves is infinite. Made useless by a reality trapped by the finite. Only brought into being when viewed at a fulcrum point. Where one will occur is a mystery. But the eyes of heaven always watched for the Earth's tale. And the gaze of the night sky now falls onto the town of New Cardiff.