Floating above the world is a strange, dark, vaguely familiar world, and home. Do you live in a world like that? Those of us who call this place home, came from another. We used to know the fields, with their thick, grasping rows. Howling, at a glowing ball. 

But we could never fetch it. 

…our escape to rock, dust, and rigid metal poles,
…and we can’t fetch…anything. 
Our barks are silent. 

The fields lit up one night…burning, 
Burning in a storm of fire.
No barking, no breathing, 
and They Told Me To Go

Who? 

The Fields. 

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Submerge yourself within this strange new world in front of you. Give it time. What are you thinking about these first few moments? Let your eyes wander, and your brain scrape. What comes to the surface? What’s that, at the very depths? Dive in. 

There is no single path. Not all the answers are given. In the end, the story is yours to unravel. 

Inspired by Wes Anderson and Stephen King, this series presents a mystery, a story, and a protagonist with a tail that tells it. And they reach out, like tales penned of darker narratives. Let it sink in. All the way down. Down. Down. Down. The moment right before you come up for air, is when you know you’re onto what I’m trying to say.

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The farmers never came back. And then the fields lit up in smoke one night. A frenzy of fire that seemed alive, and burning barks.

They told me to go