Fifty years ago, the harvest goddess disappeared, and animosity began to spread between the townsfolk. crops began to die. People began to leave. Those who stayed blamed the species who still had magic. Once a friend becomes an unspoken foe as the locals start blaming the elves, the selkies, and even the mages. "they were always too secretive. they weren't human anyway. they never belonged here."

The farmers and the shopkeepers and the locals force the supernatural creatures out of their town, forcing them to live in the forest or in the mountains, on the coast, or even in the underworld. the townspeople of future generations are told to never go outside of the town limits, to stay within the perimeter, telling them scary stories of the "monsters" and "witches" that will kidnap them or eat them if they dare to venture outside of the island. other species are forced to grow up outside of civilization or pretend to be human as to not be cast into the sea, even though their ancestors were treated as equals.

can the town soaked in segregation become whole again?