Earlier this evening we were accosted by a well-known developer in a dark alley. Or possibly an email. They thrust a mysterious piece of parchment into our hands and told us that our readers held the key to deciphering it.
Apparently the poem below holds the secret to a new game announcement, and if you can unlock the clues you can follow the Internet highway to the source of the information. We're not supposed to help you, which is good, because we're all idiots.
Before the figure scurried out of our sight he (or she, perhaps) left us with one final thought:
The words provide the clues.
The letters points to three cities of Gaia.
The intricate web holds secrets to the dream of fallen earth.
A GRIM, ODD, ARCANE SKY
ANY GOD, I MARK SACRED
A MASKED CRY ADORING
A DREAMY, SICK DRAGON
All will be revealed when one of you lot works it all out. Better get cracking, hadn't you?