Neue

I don't like where I am. I've always had a huge urge to leave, to someplace with a different feel, a different smell, and a different mindset. Whenever this overwhelms me I have a vision, a vision that soothes me. For a while now, whenever I daydreamed of where I wanted to be, I've dreamed of Neuestadt. All of the houses are made of wood, and there's always a softness to the light. I don't want to find this place; I want to make it. I want to make a place where people just live their lives.