A voice ringing out in an empty auditorium, calling to something you left in the back of your heart. This numbered limited edition features a holographic stamp certifying its authenticity.

PoeticsMaximum rank: +1
SensorsMaximum rank: +1

Luzian culture gossip

Dissonance active

When showing contempt for L-Pop

The unread half

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You've already solved two ciphers since you've returned, so they should be child's play.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 6

You've already solved HOLOCENE's cipher since you returned, so they should be child's play.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 6

You've already solved Tempo's cipher since you returned, so you've had a little practice, at least.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 6

Though you are yet to solve a single cipher since you've returned. You may be a little rusty.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 6

It's like you're entering the putrid lands of some dark fantasy.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 6

It's maybe a good time to have a cigarette.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 6

Try an intimate gesture. An apology of some sort, a sincere one.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 6

Karolina's curse.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 6

A successful poem submission might be the simplest way of doing it.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 6

In the infinitesimal newly-created space between finger and nail, horror is born.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 6

A successful poem submission might be the simplest way of getting through that door.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 6

For now, this will do. You've left a mark on this space.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 7

Their own enchanted word for the same unpronounceable feeling.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 7

Some write bad verse on this particular subject matter and call it cathartic.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 7

Must have been very unlucky indeed.

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Seems like an acknowledgement of some kind.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 7

Luzian stuff? La Luz is a techno-fascist state. Are they jackbooting on music now?

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 7

Light flickers with the singsong iridescence of open flame. Candles.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 7

A name like a cat sneeze.

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He does not elaborate.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 7

Ignore the jealous teen. This collab is already in the works.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 7

In a way, hitting a low like that is its own kind of achievement.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 7

There's that word again...

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

Half a horoscope.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

A small seed of him, sprouting.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

Wait, don't leave her. Take her home with you.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

Alright, hear this out: how about this poster for the wall next to your bed.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

Yet another poster that would look awesome on the wall above your bed.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

Hold on, you know what could use a little more Reality?

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

A shrine to possibility -- a shrine, perhaps, to right now.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

A glass chandelier on fraying rope.

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Dangerous, mythical, electrifying... no wonder the kids are watching this.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

A fur coat even more desirable than the one you're wearing.

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Notice that the broadcast is in Mircean -- not Luzian. Dubbed for a foreign audience.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

The show's art style is identical to the wolf cup you came across.

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You picture the words in bold on the cover of the world's least enthusiastic travel brochure.

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The last impression you register is the brush hairs scraping ineffectually over a layer of sad decrepitude that is not exactly filth.

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You can almost hear the emotional blast doors slamming shut.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

Tomorrow, the dust will have spread again. Objects will erode, and total amount of dust in the world will have increased by an infinitesimal amount.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

'Nice Campaign' certainly sounds better than 'laboratory of urban decay'.

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He's staring at the sky like it's his first time seeing it.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

From this altitude, it looks like Portofiro has been caught in a web of dark yarn.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

Tarsier shaped! A little curled-up tarsier!

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

Perhaps the mountain will keep a little of your voice. For company.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

You at least deserve to be judged by someone with an eye that has been trained by years of experience.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

The cipher wavers like a mirage -- a madman's shopping list, equal parts banality and wonder.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

She is a cold moon in your eternal orbit. Trust the invisible geometry. It will hold.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

Sometimes there's an installment so bad that the entire franchise has to be wiped from the collective consciousness...

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 8

It's the vibration of the earth as a drill passes through your brain.

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That's a lot of scepticism around 'reported' and 'disappeared'.