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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Greatness (Campaign Teaser)
"The Empire cries with great need," Hikoma intoned, his deep voice slow and solemn as was the custom in Crossroads Village, far from any crossroads, and far from being a true village. "It is now a time for heroes." The men and women seated before him bowed in unison,...
A Stitch in Time (Mage Concept)
Marlene often told stories, particularly when the drafty house would rattle with evening winds, trying to ward off her own fear of the dark unknown. Mother was out on a grand adventure, she envisioned, striding across kingdoms and empires in search of priceless...
Sometime Around Midnight (Music Review)
Some songs are praised for their wide range of possible interpretations, the many ways in which they speak to different people, while others have a more straight-forward and singular lyrical presentation. The Airborne Toxic Event's 2008 hit "Sometime Around Midnight"...
Embers
She spent every Summer at her grandparent's farm, surrounded by nature in a way she never could be at home in the city. There were cows in the barn, chickens in the roost, and endless fields of wild plants that waved with the passing wind. Every day was filled with...
All the Money in the World (Runner Concept)
The tight-fisted corporate overlords often overlooked Ronnie's division. Overseeing a marketing subsidiary, new ad campaigns came out on time and lead to increased sales. Whatever he was doing was working, and shipshape-looking boats were rarely hauled in for repairs....
Conquest: the Ocean Spire
Verse's careful eyes picked out several traps as we carefully advanced into the disquieting gloom. Braziers from a long-past civilization glowed with an unhealthy green light, but even standing next to one the oppressive darkness seemed to curl around every feature. a...
