( MANDALUS / OPEN ) || ❝ i'll never never be the same, if we ever meet again. ❞
The weather of Mandalus, and the way it holds time, is such a fickle thing. It can be the cold of winter and then the heat of summer. One person can be old, and then can be young. Time, and therefore the seasons of time, have no power in the city that is at the heart of the very connections we make with each other. All that truly matters is the connections and relationships we forge with others.
The city has a portion that looks very striking to Venice, Italy. Gondolas, waterways, even the buildings look as if they were plucked from the city and transported there. The question of the day, regardless of weather, age, or the similarities to Venice is simple: what are you doing this day and who will you meet?