The cold nights, the days when the beasts roam.
Countless tales, made up from individual human minds
The sea, the earth, and the sky.
From the grains of this world, to small flowerbeds, to giants
Superstitions are what have formed this world, regardless of what kind of beliefs they were. Is what Louise thought
Were these tales even true?
I want to know about everything there is!
Disproven by many, even though they could never confirm either
This is the story of a girl who knew nothing of her own world.
Chapters will be released on the first friday of every month
Artist: Komoumo (https://twitter.com/Komoumo)
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