LIMINAL ARCHIVES
Welcome to the Liminal Archives, the primary global database of the strange and uncanny locations that blur the line between real and unreal. The Archivists are the brave souls who venture into the unknown, risking death or worse, to study liminality, observe how liminal spaces operate, and gather data to bring back and add to the Archives.
With danger awaits adventure, and with the unknown, discovery. Study the Archives, learn the unknown, and eventually, explore them yourself.
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Mimako watched the leviathan rise in silence from her regal room aboard the Promethean Skycutter. Even from the 17th floor aboard this monumental middle finger to the natural order, Mimako saw the sheer scale of the whale and ruins as impressive. With bated breath, she scanned the beast’s back as if trying to pinpoint the exact spot to take it down in a single strike. Yet, the bastion on the whale acted as perfect stoney armor for the beast. This symbiotic relationship between ancient life and structures pulled tightly on Mimako’s brain-threads. She just had to see it closer.
The sky remained that oppressive yellow, but the wind was so, so cold against my skin. The chill of death. I wandered towards my home as always, and the door sat open. Inviting me indoors after nights and nights of temptation.
The Queen of grass was content with the sea she grew, as her songs welcomed each new life in the meadow and kept the waters eternally bright and warm. All the beasts were grateful and satisfied with The Queen's Sea, and they all sang back together in harmony, like a wave of melody, to praise the countless blessings they were given.
One day, the Queen birthed a new type of beast, seemingly not much different from the others at first, a Demoiselle. She sang its birthday, like any other beast before it and after it. Furthermore, the Demoiselles swam through the waters and feasted upon the grasses like any other. Indeed, this beast should've been satisfied with its blessing like any other; yet, unlike any other, it wasn't satisfied. Unlike any other, it thought. It thought and thought on how to improve perfection.
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