The Sweeps were my family
From Create Your Own Story
You were a member of the child army that uses the vast network of chimneys as a base of operations, swarming from pipes and grabbing any scraps left on Flourishing Heights when darkness fells. A good Sweep can get from one end of Britannica to the other without ever leaving a chimney, and you needed that skill many times to escape guards, policemen- and the strange beasts that use the tunnels for their own damned ends. Tough, but you learnt how to stay fed in any circumstances and an unfailing sense of direction.
The Sweeps may have been your family, but who gave birth to you?
