Eureka smiled weakly, placing a gentle hand on the warm brass of the lantern. We did it.
Let’s go, Eureka thought, her consciousness linking with the Wandering Soul as it possessed the puppet brigade. Labyrinth of Galleria: The Moon Society
The gaslight flickered low in the basement of the Galleria estate, casting long, skeletal shadows across the floorboards. Eureka sat on a rickety stool, her fingers stained with ink and grease, staring intently at the brass lantern sitting on the table before her. Eureka smiled weakly, placing a gentle hand on
Hold on! Eureka cried out in her physical body, gripping the edges of the table as her nose began to bleed from the mental strain. Don't let go! Eureka smiled weakly