Whispering Verses

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry is flourishing, inheriting a three-story apartment in the royal capital's square, accompanied by someone else's cat, listening to the whispers in my ear, to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era is about to begin, behind the curtain, the chosen ones will step into legends. Old Gods, relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient mysteries, the brilliance of the era... "Do you want to play a game of Rod cards?" Time engraves light, the silver moon illuminates shadows. I write legends for you, you whisper verses for me. (There is also an old book with 5 million words completed, two updates a day without interruption. Six fifty in the morning, five fifty in the afternoon, salted fish production, credit guarantee.)