Sunny ┃ Overvoltage

The sensation that lingers behind weary eyes, as if something flits in the farthest corner. A mirage or reality? You cannot fathom.

A city hidden from reality, a city of imitation, a looking glass city. Sometimes, people find their way there. Do they ever return? Discover for yourself.

The salty tang of the sea, the gentle lapping of the waves, the faint scent of decaying wood.
Descendants of the great Ferryman roam the land, nestled in their neon vessels.
When you set foot on this soil, you must pay to keep your soul intact.
A coin for protection, yet that protection quivers like heat rising off the ground.
ꜰᴇᴍ!ᴘᴏᴠ.