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I have a secret. Don’t you want to know what it is? Of course you do, friend! That’s the thing about secrets – they’re so intriguing… Information unknown. Questions you don’t have answers for. It’s enough to drive somebody crazy! … Read More

Mister Sunshine basks in the artificial sunlight of the Groves, watching a little bird dart around. A gust of wind blows the sparrow off course. Sunshine continues to smile as he watches the bird struggle against the breeze. “Birds are … Read More

Mister Sunshine stands in front of a group of his Sunshine Club. He beams a smile at them, but it comes with a warning finger. “Our lives are not always puppydogs and rose petals, Sunbeams. Sometimes, we face hard times. … Read More

Mister Sunshine stands at an art easel, palette and brush in his hands. He smiles a warm greeting. “I love arts and craft time, Sunbeams. You can create anything you wish! Even when you’re feeling blue… The sun can shine … Read More

A janitor sweeps. He cares for a floor he’s swept meticulously countless times before, completing his job to perfection. Every day, without fail… he sweeps the floor. There’s no song in his heart, no joy in his eyes. He does … Read More

A grainy, flickering screen sits inside a suburban-esque looking Arcadian dwelling, through which the smiling face of Mr. Sunshine beams out. “Remember, my little Sunbeams, always wear a smile on your dial and you will spread a little sunshine everywhere … Read More

The agora bustles with happy Arcadians moving in perfect synchronisation. The brighter than bright figure of Mister Sunshine, dances and sings cheerfully “If I ruled the world, every day would be the first day of spring.” A few Arcadians stop, … Read More

The bright figure of Mister Sunshine casts a stark contrast against the glum backdrop of the slums. He stands atop a soapbox, holding a candle out for all to see. “This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.” … Read More

Mister Sunshine stands at a wash basin, inspecting his blazer – bright yellow, except for a large blue ink blot that infests the lapel. “I’ve tried everything to get this stain out, yet nothing seems to do the job.” “Rinsing … Read More

Mr. Sunshine is happily humming a tune. He smiles as he sings the last line. ‘Don’t you take my sunshine away…’ Sunshine looks down. Nox’s research notes sit open before him, but it’s not the notes he’s looking at. A … Read More