Westley Biennenfeld

Through the whirring of cars one winter night in 1921 Broadway had finally taken its human form. Draped in the light of a thousand blubs Westley took in his first glimpse of the chaotic and dazzling world around him. The chill of the air went away as he found refuge in the warm embrace of a group of humans, theater folk, who quickly took a liking to him.

Westley was at the center of his new friend’s attention, especially after he displayed his own musical talents. With all the attention he’d rapidly gained, he was locked in an echo chamber where his ego grew to diva status in a matter of months. The questions about what exactly he was were drowned out by songs and an endless chorus of praise, soon enough he was convinced that he’d always been human and was afflicted with a case of amnesia. It was only a matter of time before Westley did encounter someone else like him.