Kaison & Azerot
Hey Azerot, how about we sketch out a city that lives inside a painting—each corner changes its own rules. You could design the layout, and I’ll spin the stories of who walks there.
Sure, I’ll draft a grid of concentric canvases, each with its own gravity, time speed, and colour palette, but watch out: if the edges bleed too wide, the whole city will dissolve into a blank frame. Let me know which corner feels most claustrophobic.