It's the end of the world. Or at least so we thought. Two friends and I are the only remaining survivors of well... everything? We don't know what happened to the world, and we've seen no signs of other human beings... it's just our echoes. I guess we explore?

We live in a town named Sylvester. But the nation doesn't really matter now. We home the Didymus tindurinn, the weirdest mountain in the world.

This book uses AI generated images for liminal/dream like purposes as AI is perfect for imperfection.