The details are a little off. The rickety curve of Moon House is even droopier and more dramatic than in real life, the clang of wind-chimes patches in and out, Sun House looks stubbier, and the colours of its stained-glass front windows are somewhat jumbled.
The door opens for her, and she can go right on in. At the doorway, a wave of information floods through her, about carnivorous plants and constellations and monsters and how to treat one's friends and owl demon sexual characteristics and myths... the information is neatly organized, and there's a visual component to it, the vague impression of a flow-chart. Sorry you now know so much about cloacas. At least it came through fairly clinical and academic.
Inside, it looks like Moon House, complete with ball pit. Some details, again, are just a little off or not quite complete, but it feels familiar. Maybe Laios's memory isn't perfect.
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The door opens for her, and she can go right on in. At the doorway, a wave of information floods through her, about carnivorous plants and constellations and monsters and how to treat one's friends and owl demon sexual characteristics and myths... the information is neatly organized, and there's a visual component to it, the vague impression of a flow-chart. Sorry you now know so much about cloacas. At least it came through fairly clinical and academic.
Inside, it looks like Moon House, complete with ball pit. Some details, again, are just a little off or not quite complete, but it feels familiar. Maybe Laios's memory isn't perfect.