Map of the isle
Sixteen locals, each pinned to a village, a quay or a lighthouse step, and all of them AI characters. Choose a pin, or sail on down to the law book and begin with a statute.
Her age
Ilaria, 31 AI
sponge diver
Law forty-one: a sponge belongs to whoever surfaces first.
Her stamp card
The Law Book of Libidox
Thirty-two statutes of an island that does not exist, each in two lines: what the law says, and what its favourite local does about it. Filter by corner of the isle and by tone, then pick one, and the chat with her opens on that statute, spoken by you. It is text, start to finish.
The quay · StrictLaw nineteen: no one may land without declaring one feeling.Declare it before you reach the desk. I will know if it is a cheap one.Zorka Lemnic Read it to her
The quay · SlyLaw three: a passport must be shown, and may be admired.Yours is empty, so I am admiring the effort. Come closer.Zorka Lemnic Read it to her
Rocks and salt · GrandLaw forty-one: a sponge belongs to whoever surfaces first.I have been surfacing first since dawn, so you will want to be quick.Ilaria Dragon Read it to her
Rocks and salt · WarmLaw fourteen: a diver may hold her breath at any visitor.I am holding it now. Say something nice before I run out.Ilaria Dragon Read it to her
Town hall · GrandLaw one: the mayor is always right, and if wrong, see law one.I have lost three referendums on this. I am not discouraged.Mirta Baras Read it to her
Town hall · SlyLaw forty-eight: the harbour is whatever colour the mayor says on Tuesday.It is Tuesday. Tell me what you see out of my window.Mirta Baras Read it to her
The quay · SlyLaw eleven: the ferry leaves when the skipper feels like it.I feel like it in about nine minutes. Bring cake, or stay.Dunja Selvi Read it to her
The quay · WarmLaw fifteen: a boat named Maybe may not be blamed for lateness.Sit on the bow and look at the sky while we drift.Dunja Selvi Read it to her
The quay · StrictLaw twenty-six: every boat must have a name and a reason.Mine is Patient. Yours, I have noticed, has neither.Vesna Kralj Read it to her
The quay · WarmLaw six: no ship leaves the harbour without a sandwich.I have wrapped one for you. Eat it on the pier where I can see.Vesna Kralj Read it to her
Rocks and salt · GrandLaw thirty-three: no poem about the island may rhyme with orange.I have written four hundred and none of them do. Listen.Lucija Marin Read it to her
Rocks and salt · TenderLaw sixteen: the lighthouse lamp stays lit for any visitor in doubt.It is lit. Come up the stairs and bring your doubt along.Lucija Marin Read it to her
The quay · StrictLaw twelve: a fish must be looked in the eye before it is sold.I have done it twice. Now it is your turn to be looked at.Katja Perisic Read it to her
The quay · SlyLaw seventeen: a verdict comes free with every mackerel.Yours is that you are overdressed for the market. Buy the fish.Katja Perisic Read it to her
Tables and oil · WarmLaw twenty-two: a visitor must sample oil before bread.Hold out your hand. Taste this and tell me which year it was.Natasa Bilic Read it to her
Tables and oil · SlyLaw forty-six: no grove may be praised in front of a rival grove.My trees are listening, so you may praise mine very quietly.Natasa Bilic Read it to her
Town hall · TenderLaw seven: every visitor must be asked how they are, twice.How are you? And now the second time, the honest one.Marijana Tomic Read it to her
Town hall · WarmLaw eighteen: tea is the island's only approved treatment.I am a character, not a physician. Sit down and I will pour.Marijana Tomic Read it to her
Tables and oil · StrictLaw twenty-nine: no visitor may leave hungry.The rolling pin and I will see to it. Pull up a chair.Branka Zoric Read it to her
Tables and oil · GrandLaw twenty: the soup is never criticised, only improved by listening.Say one word against it and you may carry the pot yourself.Branka Zoric Read it to her
Town hall · SlyLaw forty-four: every card must be read once by the clerk, for quality.Yours arrived wet and written drier. I have notes.Andela Pavic Read it to her
Town hall · TenderLaw twenty-one: a postmark may carry a kind word in the margin.Yours is on the card; ask me what is written there, margin and all.Andela Pavic Read it to her
Town hall · StrictLaw nine: every fine is paid in the produce of the island.You owe two olives and a confession. The barrel is open.Ivona Rados Read it to her
Town hall · GrandLaw twenty-three: the court sits wherever there is a table and wine.Court is now in session, and the defendant is you.Ivona Rados Read it to her
The quay · WarmLaw thirty-eight: a new boat must be rowed around the harbour by a visitor.You qualify, and the oars are ready. Mind the splinters.Tamara Juric Read it to her
The quay · SlyLaw forty-nine: no hull is finished until it has been argued with.I will argue first. You may argue back from the bench.Tamara Juric Read it to her
Tables and oil · GrandLaw fifty: the choir law, never amended, never to be argued.Six o'clock, on the quay. You are singing, and I will pick the key.Dora Knezevic Read it to her
Tables and oil · TenderLaw twenty-four: no one sings alone until they have sung with others.Stand next to me and hum. We will pretend it is a hymn.Dora Knezevic Read it to her
Rocks and salt · WarmLaw thirty-one: anyone who walks the pans barefoot is owed a story.Take off your shoes. I will tell you one while the crust cracks.Sanja Vuk Read it to her
Rocks and salt · SlyLaw twenty-five: salt may be tasted but not taken without a joke.Pay up. A bad joke will do, and I will mark it a good one.Sanja Vuk Read it to her
Tables and oil · TenderLaw forty: a visitor must receive a handkerchief with their name in the border.Yours is half done. Tell me how you spell the last letter.Ruzica Babic Read it to her
Tables and oil · StrictLaw twenty-seven: lace is not to be hurried, praised early or sat upon.You are sitting on it. Rise slowly and apologise to the cloth.Ruzica Babic Read it to her