The Long Road North Part 2 (D&D)

The Long Road North (D&D) The group woke up early in the morning, before sunrise and made their way over to Xylon’s Northern Gate. Sigthyme and Tak lead the way, both of which were surprisingly cheerful. Tak was ready to get out of the city and away from the judgemental eyes. He was a Goliath... Continue Reading →

Cold Gray World

Hands in your pockets, gripped tight on reality. Heavy, wool scarf wrapped around the face. Misty eyes barely visible. A layer of frost on the coat helps complete the ensemble. Uneven breaths form thin clouds. The cold, gray world seems distant. Unable to find yourself while standing in the crowd. Church bells ring hollow.  "Reach out if you need anything."When... Continue Reading →

The Long Road North (D&D)

Final Preparations Part 2 (D&D) Sigthyme and Tak had met back up with Juniper and Grace at the Soulon Embassy. They made it just in time for the gathering in the main dining room. A large meal had been made for one final feast before Riffen’s departure. There at the large table, Riffen and Captain... Continue Reading →

Turncoat

Shake their hands and smile. With a dagger hidden up your sleeve. Keep the people guessing. Where your true loyalties lie.  The simple soldier chooses one side of the fight. But the trickster fights no war. They just stick their hand in every soldier's pockets. Whatever to fill their coffers. The turncoat sings with the... Continue Reading →

Pokémon HGSS #34: Family Ties Part 2

Pokémon HGSS #33: Family Ties  Celebi flew around Jonathan, Beatrice, and Silver faster and faster. Pink and green sparkles seemed to surround them all until there was a flash and they were no longer standing on the streets of Saffron City. Instead they were standing in a dark cave that they didn't recognize. “Where are... Continue Reading →

Project Lazarus

Writing Prompt: “We apologize, we could not find your old body. We had to grow you a new one.” Joseph Scott slowly blinked his eyes open as a white, fluorescent light shined in his face. At first he thought he had died and this was some sort of heaven or purgatory. But then he heard... Continue Reading →

Relay

An idea is like a spark. A small flame of wisdom. Or courage. Passion. Some see the flame as hope. Others as a promise to themselves. Memories of the past. Or an outline for the future. This flame is guarded by each generation. Then handed off to the next. A relay race that extends forever... Continue Reading →

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