Journey world · Field guide
Leonida Prime
An otherworldly coast and a gathering place for interdimensional travelers.
This is where the separate journeys become a gathering.
Continue here in the photographic map ↗Meet Ole Red here. Your Color Belt remembers the encounter. Complete the planet expedition to earn a passport stamp. If this planet is sealed in the map, complete more expeditions to enter.
History
Leonida Prime became the first gathering shore beyond the castle after Lay and Larry found a passage opening onto its broad coast. Travelers who met there began returning with cars, stories, and counterparts from other worlds, turning an informal reunion into the assembly that gives the tour its shape.
Economy
The coastal assembly supports vehicle restoration, route planning, guest lodging, and a shared parts exchange. Stall fees and workshop rentals maintain the arrival grounds, while a communal welcome kitchen makes sure a new visitor can begin with a meal.
Rainbow Road IAS
Joined in Show Year 2 · The First Coastal Assembly. The Shoreline Auto Show established the tour’s first gathering outside the castle, with visitors agreeing to carry invitations along every reliable passage they discovered.
A fictional calendar kept by the Rainbow Road IAS. Year 1 begins with the first passage through the sandcastle on the beach in 1999; years count completed journeys inside its pocket of eternity, not elapsed Earth years. Local seasons identify each world’s first gathering. These histories belong to Leonida Larry’s imagined multiverse.
More places in The Far Observatory ↗Iridella’s arrival · Leonida Prime
A moment on the road
“Here the separate roads become a gathering. Let us find a space beside the friends who arrived before us.”
In this galaxy · The way we return
At The Last Light, the scattered route becomes a connected atlas. The gold star reflects the First Castle, and five companion beacons offer a new invitation.
The final stretch feels familiar before any landmark appears. Colors from the other galaxies gather on Starlite’s glass: violet, sea blue, furnace gold, the soft green of a road made longer for a tree. None of the worlds has been left behind completely.
At the last threshold, Iridella asks the traveler to look back through the atlas. The hundred stamps are not a score she has won. They are a record of attention freely given. Somewhere in their golden reflection, a little sandcastle waits to welcome them home.
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