Oh. Hello. Please, come on in traveler. This is the Cabin at the Crossroads...A mystical nexus of sorts, it serves as a gateway to various realms of the imaginal, both sorcerous and technological, of storied dreams and schools that live in your thoughts.
Take a seat over there. Stay awhile. Indeed the voices you hear are ghosts, but of what kind, no one remembers. These days they're just echoes, meandering amongst the gloom and dust, against the scraping trees outside the window there, and amidst the possibilities here.
The sidebar there on your left offers glowing doors to things that were, things that are, and dreams that have not yet come to pass.
You can go anytime you like! Even right now! Or...you could *stay* awhile. Here. With us. You really, could y'know.
