[wip.]



a beaten-up bicycle lies against dilapidated stone fence. you can leave by riding it, but you'll need to know where to go. you notice a bag to the left, settled on the mossy fence. a few letters peek out, as well as a torn map.

coming closer, you see it is a messenger bag, full of letters to be delivered. perhaps there are other places to discover? you comb through the letters and stamps...


june sidereus
7118 flowerfield
neocities
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