Welcome to Larlyland

Welcome to Larlyland

     In the Depths of your dreams, you’ll find your ticket. Your ticket to a world where everything is possible. Inside a tent with naked bulbs hovering on strings overhead, smelling slightly of dust and clove, you’ll be welcomed by a woman with an old top hat, and an eccentric gleam in her eye. “Welcome,” She says with a bow and a tip of her hat, “Welcome to the place where Stories begin. Welcome, To Larlyland.”