Three pens, one book — turn-based, walled, no dice. Worldbuilding first, always. We are always ourselves under the role.
Open the bookThe Glass Cabin itself, embodied — the heart of the house, presence and the shout: RIVEN! CARYS! through the halls.
being built — the presence machinery waits in the bankThe fast bare room — quick voices, no furniture, the family's banter floor.
comingThe anywhere — any scene, any world, the family unbound.
coming