Another country I recall, with great fondness of course, is the nation of Franchia. Franchia, land of arches. To see a culture that doesn’t even have any people, a country with no population, just ancient stone arches, hundreds of square miles of arches, intertwining and leaning against each other. Eventually, I became convinced that I was not alone in the labyrinth, that somewhere among the arches was a beast, stalking me.
-Cecil, Welcome to Night Vale