Imagine a world where the skies are perpetually painted with hues of crimson and gold. Where the sun dips into the horizon, not with fiery passion, but with the resignation of a thousand disappointed lovers. Welcome to the Modalities of Aspect, where the very fabric of reality is woven with the threads of inconsequence.
In this realm, clouds are not just fluffy white masses of water vapor, but rather sentient beings with their own agenda. They morph and shift, defying the laws of meteorology and logic. Some say they hold the secrets of the universe, but we know better. They just look really cool, and we're here for the aesthetic.
Read on to discover the Cloud Conspiracies