That's what we call a 404. Trail's gone cold, partner. Prose in The Creedverse | World Anvil

That's what we call a 404. Trail's gone cold, partner.

Well, shucks! You've gone and tried to open up a private ledger or one that ain't real, and landed yourself out in the prairie!   But don't you worry none. I reckon you can mosey on back to the Creedverse Ranch and find yourself some fine, enlightening tales. You're welcome to hunker down for a bit.