[Open] Working on a Unified Theory

kaimana

how beautiful the leaves grow old

You'd anticipated a certain amount of denial, or perhaps confusion, but overall the stranger seems to be taking this pretty well in stride. "What's a CIA?" you ask, tilting your head thoughtfully. "We work for Rae. We're observin' the Hollowed Grounds for 'em."

You have never heard of Europe or Earth, but like your sister you feel fairly confident in the assessment that they are not here. "This is Caido," you explain. "Well, this whole continent is. Right here is the Hollowed Ground. An' that-" you point to the decrepit, offensive structure with a wrinkle of your nose "-is the Spire."

Oia is interested in symptoms and science, but you're more interested in stories and social adjustment. "Who're you? What were you doin' before y'came here? What did the portal look like in your world? Didja know it was gonna happen?"

how full of light and color are their last days