Report to the Cottage
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Stardew Valley meets The Matrix in this cozy rebellion fantasy where plants won't scan, nothing makes sense, and the only way to survive is to unplug.
REPORT TO THE COTTAGE
A cozy revolution fantasy about moss, memory, and dismantling the system from the inside out.
Clover "Clo" Kline was never meant to stand out. Just another data compliance technician in a city wired for burnout, she spent her days uploading field reports and her nights chasing sleep in a windowless micro-flat. But when a strange reassignment order sends her to a rural "TERK cottage" at the edge of mapped territory, her devices fail, the signals vanish... and for the first time, she can think.
The locals speak in stories. The plants don't register on her scanners. Her handler-Smith-is hiding more than outdated protocols. And somewhere beneath the mossy charm, Clo starts to notice a pattern: the system doesn't want her to see what's real.
As she uncovers system secrets, Clo must choose: go back and report as ordered... or stay and become something the system never planned for.
✨ Cozy dystopian fantasy
✨ Glowing flowers, analog rebellion
✨ Cozy crafting + bigger revolution
✨ For readers who've ever wanted to burn out... or burn it all down
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