Elara found the inn’s “Settings” hidden behind a loose brick in the hearth. It was a brass dial with three options:
“Welcome, Innkeeper,” whispered a voice from inside her own kettle. “Tonight, we learn the tango.”
Elara looked at the trembling merchant’s face in the stew, then at the beautiful, terrible garden, then at the brass dial.
Then came Version 0.2.0.