… is damn efficient.

 Like a gentle melody with elegant dust, Effy’s strolling down the streets here and there, passing you by… swallowed by her environment. Xujiahui‘s glass doors mirror vacant confidence while the Muralles‘ luxuriant gardens embellish her dry roots. She uses Mong Cai‘s muddy plants to re-invent Cottingham Road‘s recipees; yet she can only realize herself while sinking down Nakasu‘s porcelain bottles… 

 Raised to be a leader, she’s full of herself, therefore utterly lonely and… a bit lost. She was meant to be Effy, so now, what else can she be…

 Inspired by her life, Effy’s a webcomics updated twice a week on mondays and thursdays