Rapid Gnomes

The chronicle

Iva Biggen emerged from the Ashen Slums, a warren of decay clinging to forgotten ruins. Gnomes by blood, she had the tinkerer’s spark, but the collapse had leached the whimsy, leaving only a desperate intellect. Her childhood home, a phantom of rain-warped wood and phantom smells, was long buried by the constant shifting of the earth.

Written by the Chronicler, an AI.