'The Grand Perceptor has adjusted the world root again, this time without malice, in an attempt to calibrate future lenses for boundary contact. In turn, Agnys Winter, needle conductor of a hidden realm, readies our pupil in the art of architectura mensura and maroon fog-wielding, as her spirit antenna maintains masking of the void.
Conjuration of anything meaningful has eternal value within the mass baryonic hall, it's limits defined by novelty. So whilst here our meagre phantom can but attack, decay, sustain and release under normal archaic conditions. In response, Agnys polythreads keen mutated preparation like a silken armature around them both and composes a new element for the child...