Prologue Night, when the world was at rest. A small sliver of light cut through the darkness of the room, landing on an ornate box. Its lid rising, revealing small figures, jerkily moving as the music box’s melancholy tune played. It was old, but lovingly cared for. Beyond the light were vague suggestions of shapes…
Promises made, Promises kept
During the Time of Upheavals, Praxis was a wilder place. This is but one story of that time in which a goofball and a Coppelia set out on a journey that will change their lives. Seeking to deliver a legacy, but finding adventure and love.