Silvaire Roadhouse/IF-22.081

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Standing at the threshold, the wood of these walls feels so painfully finite and fragile. Two expanses lay before you.

Outside, a deteriorating road stretches off in two directions off to forever, walled on both sides by an infinite breadth of some winding and unwending maize maze, a roadside attraction abandoned to its own devices. The sky is as big as skies get out here, as long as you stay out of the corn. Far and away, a thunderstorm makes her graceful migration over the fields. It's midafternoon and always has been. Don't go into the maze. Do not go into the maze.

Inside, a roadhouse, or a truck stop, or a dive bar, or a diner...but for a building so small against the backdrop of infinite corn, this building is deep. The kind of dive bar where you just keep diving. The further in, the seedier things feel, the radio always just a little off-tune for the channel it's playing, whoever's manning the counter looks weary and it isn't because you haven't ever seen them change shifts. It's dark out through the windows when there are windows. The blueberry pancakes here are divine, and the coffee is literally bottomless.

And Silvaire? He's the walls that keep them separated.