LOCATIONS

The Dying World Clerics of Peaceful Transition Monastery

• Statue of the Wyrm - "He kissed his palm and pressed it to the sixteen-foot iron statue of the Wyrm that greeted new comers at the entrance." After a deep breath. He said goodbye to the monastery for good.
• Outside of this joint, sells like fresh cut grass and sewage.

Barker street

• Bustling - Pearl white cowboy hats / long bone bead breastplats / shiny silver suits. Cyclone City was the hillbilly abiotic oil capital of America. Skycrapers, the skinners(?), halo-ads, the chrome.
• Clerics and Yogis mingled with seven foot-tall dancehall queens down streets lined with signs in enough languages to confuse even the most advanced lingo chip(?)
• Scene! "Taking another shortcut along aqueduct sticky with green algae, admiring the twisting metal of the abiotic oil refineries shooting flames into blue sky."
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