No respite, and definitely no reform.
| Played | 10 times |
| Cloned | 3 times |
| Created | 19 days ago |
| Last Updated | 15 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
Description
They’ve always been here. Their name sits in old minutes, fading rosters, carved initials on trees that don’t stand anymore. People know their parents, remember their house, still recall something they said ten years ago. Expectations cling to them, fair or not. They don’t get a clean slate. Every choice is part of a longer pattern. In Rochester, their past isn’t behind them—it’s all around, carried in other people’s memory.
They’ve always been here. Their name sits in old minutes, fading rosters, carved initials on trees that don’t stand anymore. People know their parents, remember their house, still recall something they said ten years ago. Expectations cling to them, fair or not. They don’t get a clean slate. Every choice is part of a longer pattern. In Rochester, their past isn’t behind them—it’s all around, carried in other people’s memory.