t s a o y i d i   | 




yidi of all trades, mistress of fun.

welcome to the convent of orangeudaism.
you look through the glass panels that encircle you and dissolve your mind in the orange-colored mist. take in a deep breath - it smells of ... citric fragrance, yes, citric. yidi must have just cleaned it.
a faint shuffling noise comes from afar.

 

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