A banner appeared somewhere between a street, a rehearsal room and a bad dream, carrying two simple words: “Sheridan dictates”.
What was Sheridan dictating?
Perhaps it was a command.
Perhaps a prophecy.
To all the beautiful creatures involved in the Road To… compilation series: the road is getting longer, the maps are becoming increasingly unreliable, and somewhere in the distance Sheridan is still dictating.
It is time to send your collaborations.
