2: The Transience of Memory
  • A passerby getting taken in by a game of shells by a street hustler. While he's occupied, a pickpocket steals his moneypurse. ----- Meanwhile, a youth is staring at myriad strings about wrapped around fingers and arms, trying to remember what each one was supposed to be a reminder for. ----- The strings are now discarded in a trashcan, and the youth is scratching looking confused over a newly-puchased memory stone. ----- Passing by the table where the passerby is arguing with the street hustler over his newly-disappeard moneypurse, the youth discards the memory stone in frsutration. ----- The youth, disgruntled, passes two Cossan merchants just arrived to Alankha.

Story & Web Code: Chris Meyer
Art & Web Design: Robin Meyer