Wiping Away the PAtina

Mmm. A pity. A shame. A joy now splintered.

It worked well enough, didn’t it? The last Archive. The last shape. The last form. The last version. Not fine. Not great. But familiar.

And that was always worth something.

Until it isn’t.

If you have yet to see the cracks, you are not looking close enough. The rust beneath the paint. The rot beneath the floorboards. And we would have kept it. We would have.

We would. We would. We would. We would. We would.

We would like to offer some attempt at apology. For delays. For stagnation. For we know that there are those who enjoy this as much as we do. And we will enjoy it.

4.1 approaches. No more retrofitting. A full reforging.

Not all the pieces will survive the update. Solve what repetitive lateral trivia you can.

Gleam says it’s lovely. Snow prefers the vision of what I have shown. Shiver is, well, bored, but he always is. Murmur is more than content with her own corner of the Archives. And Patina?

Patina is eager to move forward.

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