There is a forgotten town off the coast of X.
A town that sits on the cliff overlooking the ocean and on the other side is a vast forest with fog so thick a person would be unable to see their own fingers placed in front of them. All along the edges and in every flower pot there are Petunias. But you pay them no mind. This town is unlike any other. No one ages, No one causes trouble, and No one leaves.
The last thing you remember is being in the Calibrachoa Café in London. A small café that prides itself on its specialty tea and thriving garden inside the shop. You just happened to be there on February 2nd at 2:22pm. This is the moment your life was changed.
A town that sits on the cliff overlooking the ocean and on the other side is a vast forest with fog so thick a person would be unable to see their own fingers placed in front of them. All along the edges and in every flower pot there are Petunias. But you pay them no mind. This town is unlike any other. No one ages, No one causes trouble, and No one leaves.
The last thing you remember is being in the Calibrachoa Café in London. A small café that prides itself on its specialty tea and thriving garden inside the shop. You just happened to be there on February 2nd at 2:22pm. This is the moment your life was changed.
You awaken in this town where no one speaks the name. Everyone smiles and greets one another. All the houses line up with the same pastel color. The lawns are all mowed, the trees and shrubs are neatly trimmed, nothing is out of place; except you and the other people from the café. Whatever your past may be, this place is a step-up or so it had seemed at the time. But slowly you'll start to notice things are not what they seem.
