Context-free handwritten notes from 2017 for a Changeling campaign that never launched:
The net is a realm of dream too. How can you tell where its Hedge begins? Is it the same Hedge? Or is it the border of another Arcadia, one whose inhabitants hold no Contracts binding them to the material world? Ancient sleepers stirring in the starless cyberspace. Under neon skies, Bobby Newmark’s loa are coming. Korea was first. Addicted gamers in cybercafes never come back, not entirely. Online, no one can tell if you’re a dog – or if you just have the head of one.