As far as cities went, Miniver was normal. It was this very normality that the city relied on, for who in their right mind would or could question normality? To question normality is insanity. Period.

Miniver was a city of skyscrapers that scraped a sky not visible from the city ground. Not many were wholly aware of this, but there was no sky above Miniver; the city was inside a mountain. However, those few that were aware of this oddity simply didn't question it and considered it a satisfying quirk for the city.

The roots of those mighty skyscrapers were either clean, bicycle-heavy streets, or dark alleyways. But no one seemed to take note of these dark alleyways, as no one had business there, anyway.

Miniver prided itself on its cleanliness—on its normalcy—and on the good natures of its many people. The leader of this magnificent city was referred to as the "Iscariot Caprice". He was the very embodiment of justice, and hope, and goodness. He was the personification of everyone's favorite song, the very image of one's favorite painting. He was glory and divinity. Period.

And in this winding city of iron and stone and good-natured people, there was a silent and efficient hand to enforce the rules and righteousness in the city. Civilians were unsure as to whether or not this was one being or many, and most had no idea what it even looked like. People called it "Thought" or "Judgment" or even "don't-you-dare-say-that-name-aloud-again-or-I'll-paddle-you-into-next-Sunday".

This enigma was first discovered back when Miniver was a terrible city; a city of corruption, and hatred, and shouting, and yelling. It was in this city that the people who were most corrupt, who hated most, who shouted loudest, and who yelled shrillest began to disappear. People were terrified at first—scared that they would be the next victims. It was then that the Iscariot Caprice stood forth (or so the story goes).

He told them that this enigma was ridding the city of all that was bad and making it a city of good. He told them that he was the one who controlled this enigma, and that it was enforced by a group of people called "the Gethsemane". It was this enigma—with the help of the policing behind it—that would make the city a wonderful place. Period.

And so the Gethsemane watched the city of Miniver become a place of goodness and pureness—a process that took many years. And Miniver had peace.

However, as the years of peace drew on, people began to question the mighty force that swept the city streets. People who had lost friends and loved ones to this enigma began to shout and to cry. The shouting and crying began to spread with more fervor than an epidemic—one that desperately needed to be stopped. It was then that the Gethsemane diagnosed the problem; a sickness called "Lucidity".

People were questioning the city—the government—and therefore normality as a whole. Why, that was insanity! The Iscariot Caprice had said so. And so one large building was built in each of the four quarters of land outside the mountain. They were called the "Caprices", and they were to ensure that the sickness died out quickly... and it did.

The cases of Lucidity had finally been eliminated, and the city was officially a city of good. For many, many years, there was no corruption, no hatred, no shouting, no yelling, and—most of all—no Lucidity.

And so it was that a new member of the Gethsemane was voted into office, on the promise that even the slyest corruption, even the most surreptitious hatred, even the quietest shouting and yelling would be strangled in their cathedrals of riot and vicious independence. There would be no hiding insanity in his city of normality.

Period.