Those who felt they could stem the catastrophes by enacting rituals together. Special dances were performed, strange deities called upon. Elaborate costumes, masks and musical instruments were often employed: beautiful visions in the face of adversity. Their traces...
A world technology can no longer touch. Step through the veils into a dystopian land of survivors, Fallen Angels, strange visions and half-forgotten myths.
What does it take to thrive here? Would you lead or follow, be the problem or the solution?
Could you survive?