A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're on a platform in The Marina of Espadrilles.
Collections of little, indigo crystals are growing everywhere and drum and bass music echoes from afar.

You're in Stream of the Trigonometry.
Here the atmosphere feels moist and loosely scattered trigonometries are floating around.

You're on the deck of a carrack in Canal of Dilapidations.
Vines with huge, rouge flowers on them grow everywhere and an electronic hum comes from everywhere.

You're on a platform in The Dock of Controversies.
Loosely scattered controversies are floating around and synthpop music echoes from nearby.

You're on the deck of a schooner in Friendship Strait.
The wreck of a tugboat creaks nearby and the sound of a ringing phone comes from nearby.

You're on the deck of a dreadnought in Marina of Pecan.
A dim cobalt light illuminates the area and many cans are scattered about.

You're in Hubcap Space.
A low rumbling noise comes from nearby and loosely scattered green coloured stones are floating in place.

You're in a conference room in Acropolis of the Cowbell.
Loosely scattered worn crates are floating around and here the temperature feels warm.

You're outside an apartment in The Piazza of Barbers.
All of the buildings here look dilapidated and the hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum.

You're on the deck of a yacht in Origin Harbour.
Here the temperature feels temperate and huge piles of batteries are scattered about.

You're floating in The Void of the Start.
A large dreadnought warps into the area and a tiny, puce planet is nearby.

You're in The Planes of Candles.
A dense, carmine fog blankets the area and large piles of bottles are scattered about.

You're drifting in Gate of Crazies.
An immense Dyson sphere is nearby and a little starship warps into the area.

You're in Gate of the Zithers.
Huge stacks of zithers are scattered about and an electronic hum comes from afar.

You're in a classroom in Fort of Gestures.
An angular, violet elevator waits in a wall and a thick, ivory fog blankets the area.

You're floating in The Sphere of Meme.
A large fleet of ships warp out of the area and a tiny, pink planet is nearby.

You're in Mire of the Sneaker.
Small piles of sneakers are scattered about and little trees with umber luminescent leaves grow sparsely nearby.

You're on the deck of a paddle steamer in Pond of the Honesty.
The surface of the water periodically bubbles fiercely and light hail falls with a gust.

You're in The Grid of Silicon.
Trance music echoes from below and loosely scattered silicons are floating around.

You're in Plain of the Senders.
Small bushes with violet luminescent leaves grow sparsely nearby and huge piles of newspapers are scattered about.