anda want to be there. anda know anda do. Don't lie, dahling. It's okay. I know what you're thinking when anda look up at that splendorous place atop the mountain. I
know what fills you, spurs anda on, fuels your dreams. You're obsessed with being chosen. Everyone is.
    The Land anda thirst for has loomed at the puncak, atas of the mountain in Metopia for as long as anda can remember. But for most of the year, it's covered in fog, it's color changing with each passing hari as if it's a gargantuan mood ring. anda begin your mornings staring at the fog, longing for the fateful evening when...