Reading the launch
A neon-green lily pad glows under a buzzing night sky, while croaking bass beats echo across the marsh. Metallic reeds sway, snapping like synths, as digital fireflies flicker in sync with the rhythm. The scent of algae and electric ozone mixes, urging the crowd to jump higher with each ribbit. All the hype rolls like a pond ripple, unstoppable and bright.
Reading trades.