Poetic Musings
Thank you for taking this literary journey with me! Here I post personal thoughts on social issues, reflections about day-to-day living, and of course a healthy amount of stories inspired by the many games I’ve played over the years. I try to update several times a week, and genuinely appreciate the care and support of all who read these words, whether the post is fanciful or heartfelt.
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Conquest: New Walls
Having reclaimed the Regent's artifact and defeated the Banes which guarded it, our small band – Eb, Verse, Barik, and myself – left the cloying gloom of the oldwalls and once again felt the ocean breeze of the Blade Grave. The smells it carried may not have been...
MotW: Epilogue
Tammy woke up under a full moon, on a gravel river bed, looking up at the stars. Turning her head, she saw a tall, black woman wearing a gold necklace, clad in an outdoorsy yet refined outfit. "Tami'it," her sonorous voice rolled as if thunder across the plains. "The...
MotW: Conclusion
Roger, Jolene, and Tommy fell bodily into a weird, super-advanced, alien technology shop, far removed from the misty hellscape they left. "Oh god, we're in the future," Ismene instinctively. Her protective gear spilled off of her, leaving her naked, holding her...
MotW: The Danse Macabre
The demon Tyenx's mouth split wide as his raucous, malformed laughter rolled across the hazy demon plane. Triggering poison that had laid dormant inside Tammy, Seth, and Ismene, the last lingering traces of hellwasp venom still in their systems came to life, filling...
MotW: Penultimate
Broken free from her stunned stupor by Ismene's cries for help, Tammy roared with hate and spiritual pain and lunged at the white-clad demon that had tricked her into striking down one of her own. Ismene fell heavily to the mist-covered ground as the kopesh sliced...
Racing Against the Swamp
Aria hadn't expected the entire colony to descend into chaos from a single hunter getting sick, but the unexpected had been a constant companion ever since she was pulled from hypersleep and thrown into an emergency escape pod a year prior. They had done well for...
