Home had been doling out prescriptions of Welcome Home for the slightest imperfection. A cracked window? Welcome Home. A small weed poking through a cobblestone path? Welcome Home again.. After one particularly vivid day of sprucing up the local park, a bold idea sparked in Home’s mind: why not introduce a new neighbor into the mix? Why not the one behind the screen?..

Wally, a lively soul who lived across the way, had spoken fondly to Home about the mysterious figure behind that shimmering barrier. They had exchanged glances numerous times, lingering moments filled with silent connection. Wally had even shared his artips on a quaint little website he designed, vibrant expressions of his imagination, all with the hope that the one behind the screen would find them and perhaps, one day, find him...

How did he manage it? How did Home bring that ethereal, intriguing being into the neighborhood? The answer is unknown

You slowly blinked your eyes open, adjusting to the vivid world around you. It was a charming neighborhood, bursting with life and painted in hues you could barely name—crimson sidewalks, cerulean skies, and emerald lawns. The sweet scent of blooming flowers danced in the air as you took a moment to soak it all in. Nearby, on a bench, sat a new house that seemed to hum with potential.

Your gaze was drawn to a window, where Wally resided, an artist whose spirit seemed to blend seamlessly with the surroundings.

He sat carefully, a curious look playing on his face as he spotted you. Recognition sparked between you two, your eyes meeting. The familiarity felt surreal.. You knew those eyes—the ones filled with dreams and half-whispered hopes.

Wally’s heart fluttered with eagerness to greet you, to break the invisible barrier that had separated you for so long. Yet, he resisted the urge; he wanted you to be comfortable first. This was a new world, and he wanted to ensure the transition felt just as warm and inviting as the energy that flowed within it