Forlorn days of nihility stretch beyond me, broken only by brief moments in time when I would briskly walk from the fountain to the King’s Foil, cupping a small amount of quickly draining water within my hands. I have since staved off the browning of death—but that is all. The browning does not seem to … Continue reading Garden of Gnosis: 03 – The Lull of the Lacuna
“It wasn’t him,” Cooper said matter-of-factly, methodically picking up the debris and rubble surrounding him—still wholly drenched but seemingly unbothered by this fact. “What do you mean, “It wasn’t him”?” Grendel asked dubiously. All three remained motionless, caught in a freeze-frame of mid-action, each still brandishing their weapons (or, in Connla’s case, her hands—which would … Continue reading Loot Mule: 06 – Articles of Agreement
“Half a year’s supply of ale pissed to the wind, an entire pier sitting at the bottom of the river, and enough splinters in my arse that I’ll be shitting planks for weeks!” Grendel was furiously pacing the tavern floor, kicking aside shards of broken glass and the partial remains of an exterior wall as … Continue reading Loot Mule: 05 – In a Bind
The breathy silence in the dining room gave stage to the incessant ticking of the pendulum clock, drowning out the occasional clatter of cutlery from the family of four; each sat at the dining table with heads hung low, averting their gaze from one another. The youngest, growing more agitated with each tick of the … Continue reading Don’t Tap Your Fork
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