The old man bent down beside him, a wry grin in the corner of his mouth... "Are the stories real, you say Now that is a fine question. Life can seem like a broken story, wandering, pointless, and without end..." Wendell's life has always been difficult and hopeless as wanders about the dusty streets of the city. Stealing rolls from the baker and getting hired to chase crows away, the only comfort he finds is in listening to the old stories and songs of the passing storytellers. Yet one day after he visits the royal painter, he will have to decide whether the stories are true enough to believe in... and to risk everything for. But there may be secrets to the stories which no one remembers anymore, that he will have to face... alone.