bạn want to be there. bạn know bạn do. Don't lie, dahling. It's okay. I know what you're thinking when bạn look up at that splendorous place atop the mountain. I
know what fills you, spurs bạn on, fuels your dreams. You're obsessed with being chosen. Everyone is.
    The Land bạn thirst for has loomed at the hàng đầu, đầu trang of the mountain in Metopia for as long as bạn can remember. But for most of the year, it's covered in fog, it's color changing with each passing ngày as if it's a gargantuan mood ring. bạn begin your mornings staring at the fog, longing for the fateful evening when...