It was inked between two dead provinces, a smear of cobalt with no cadastral lines, no trade routes, no tolls. The cartographer who first put it there had written only one word beneath the blotch: "Listen." JollyTheDev laughed and pocketed the folded sheet, because that was the only sensible thing to do in a world grown tired of sensible things.
She looked at Jolly like one who had debugged a deep system and found a nested loop they remembered fondly. "You’ve been busy," she said. Gazonga Chronicles -v0.2- -JollyTheDev-
"We made things work," Jolly replied. "We paid the ledger." It was inked between two dead provinces, a