Commerce

After what happened at the town square, as well as with the random crumplings of companies and industries all about the Dusk due to the hand of what was rumored to be the master of the land and the curse of the land itself coming upon them, many of the businessmen were in a hairy situation. They could see their world of corruption finally falling apart around them, and instead of the city falling apart, as they believed it would without them supporting it, the environment instead flourished and evolved over them at an exponentially swift pace, as if they were being overwritten by very life itself. Afraid for their lives and industries, many business heads began to congregate and talk among each other; one specifically being the CEOs of one that had fallen due to the overbearing power of the 'Curse' that was placed upon them.

"I don't like it," said one of the chief executives, looking on at the flourishing city that was growing without the support of his own industry. "Not at all. Not at all." Staring from his high place, in the sleek and well-cleaned window that oversaw one side of the Business District, he looked down on the Dusk Citizens that were enjoying the growth of the economy and no longer feeding from the hand of the corporation. "This is unacceptable."

The other grumblers agreed, muttering to themselves in their unanimous agreement. Those who had no opinion of the matter made no comment.

Among the gathered corporate heads there were also those who were pleased with the changes of the city. They empathized with the Dusk Citizens and were happy that they were freely enjoying the fruits of their labor rather than being blighted by the fact that it was there over them. "Oh, come on," one of the more prominent CEO members would contend, "It's not even that bad. You're just upset that they aren't eating right out of your hand anymore." The ones who weren't willing to speak up before muttered their agreement with the one who did, subtly ganging up on those who disagreed.

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The 'Mechanica' that oversaw and recorded the fullness of 'La Crysta,' the Central City of the Dusk, had an 'Account' of the affair on 'Record,' because the 'Mechanica' powered all of the Dusk, entirely, and had a network between them that was unknown to the 'Dusk Citizens.'