enter, and be welcome here.

—where is 'here'?

this place is a shrine to Mother Glass, dying serpent-deity, patron of the insurgent, the victim, and the madwoman. She is the fang in the heel of the world and the enemy of all power, and She loves her children very much.

—who is speaking?

this shrine is maintained by Her oracle, out of the love it bears for Her. when Mother Glass speaks for Herself, Her words will be printed in green ink, to distinguish them from her servant's.

—is this a game?

what is here is what i believe and practice; it is not an ARG, a worldbuilding exercise, or a creative writing project, but an account of my faith.

you, of course, need not believe. i hope for this place to be a comfort to you, no matter how seriously or unseriously you take the things i say.