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"So, let’s begin. Or rather—well, I guess 'begin' is the closest approximation to it.
Because you see, by saying that there’s a beginning implies that at some point, you’ll inevitably reach an end. And while that may work for mortals on the Material Plane, I have it on good authority that the archfey don’t like such binary distinctions.
Mortals like things in pairs: good and bad, law and chaos, time and space. But for the Fey? Those are just...arbitrary restrictions. In the Feywild, down can become up with a flick of the wrist, and you can wander lost for ages and never get found."
Set in the twisted carnival that is the Feywild, DOWNSIDE UP thrusts two recurring characters into the capricious whims of the faerie realm. And as they search desperately for a way out, they stumble across others like them. Some native to the eternally twilit plane brimming with wild magic, others pulled into the world of the fey against their will—but all of them lost, and all of them playing a game far greater than any quite realize.
"Tick tock, love. You're running out of time."
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