We came to a young world. We came to a world of raw, elemental wonder. Of chaos and exultant passion. Of energy vaster, and more potent than anything we beheld in the cosmos... It doesn’t seem like it’s random or chaos. It just seemed like potential.
phone apps (as imperial concubines) trying to get past your privacy settings, ft. a musical number that ends with a "Throw Her into the Cold Palace" bit about the phone manager app. literally how am i supposed to explain this show to people.