the bright face — a scroll that gathers
One book, two faces. Zo remembers, 0z dissolves. This is the bright face — a parchment that opens slowly, holds the reading in warm gold and chestnut, and closes without forgetting it was here.
Three acts: ZAZA LAND, where you choose an orb in soft daylight; SHANJU, where the engine speaks in old garamond ink; and VOID READER, where the words settle into the parchment as if they had always been written there.
You give it your name and a date. The engine — same as 0z, same as the others — casts a reading from the letters and digits. The scroll renders it the way an old book would, with its own typography and breathing.
No account. No memory. No tracking. Each opening is the first opening.