Hopskotch and the Golden Cicada
The colours of Broken Meadow have faded. Their skies are blanketed in permanent cloud. Some pray to the absent god for help, but Aethelron does not answer, long since departed from their world. And as their collective memories fail, most folk don’t even recognise anything amiss.
Except our hero Hopskotch Pestle, whose dreams are filled with visions of the Broken Meadow that should be.