I’m probably like you. That’s a bold statement but we’re kind of like each other, having some overlapping mental architecture, shared pasts, and relatable moments. Because of this, we can share inside jokes, whether that is a widely known piece of media or something so obscure that it’s yet to impact meme culture in any […]
Tag: Writing
Fall Update
Okay, let’s lay the cards on the table. It has been a busy and unproductive last few months, and the follow-through with some of my plans has been, let’s say, less than ideal. So, an update is as necessary as all can be. I won’t bore you with the details, but I’ve been doing better […]
(USFB): Five: The Sanctuary of a Grave
In one of the cramped apartments of the newly built cabins, Orathone hung over the satchel containing the silver egg. He watched dully as Litheiuss came and went, assembling a meal for his young colleague as well as a herbal mix. The younger buck hadn’t seemed to calm after taking a seat and had been […]
(USFB): Four: Reunions
It had only taken Orathone a mere few days to reunite with the rest of the refugees from the East. Sleepless nights had kept him on the move all but when Sha-Sha had to bed down, and even then, she was kept clawing the earth thanks to the buck. There were berries, native to the […]
(USFB): Three: The Knight Shade
His body hung in the air, motionless to appear near dead. Eternal night bathed the sinewy form however was reflected like a starlight outline against every wall. A moment’s disturbance now would break the trance, shatter the fugue of his mind and send his avatar crawling back into the primordial shadows of day. In an […]
Under the Shadow of Forsaken Banners(USFB): Two: The Green Knight
“The wolf, only he can access the hidden depths of the artifact. If you are to have any hope of turning back the Legion of Iron Mane, you will need him,” echoed the ancient voice through the boughs of the Aln Tree. Tightening his paws on the ovoid sphere, shimmering with the dawning light of a […]
The Divine Hermaphrodite
It’s easy to claim, I think, for a lot of us, that we’ve felt something deeper while under the influence of a substance. I think many of us have a glimpse of the finer machinery beyond our own valley into the nature of all things, of existence and being. And for the most part, these […]
Pride or The Lack Thereof
A small warning before consuming. This journal or essay or whatever suits the classification best contains what I can only assume is semi if not rather offensive takes on the LGBT+. If you read the entirety of it, you’ll see that’s not my aim, but I get that intention only goes so far. As well, […]
The Love Market: Epilogue
The days of thunder and towering fire passed, but not without the slow chugging on of time in the face of such bedlam. Once it was finally played out, the nation went from a writhing snake rife with parasites and disease into a patchwork of cities that were bleeding out. Still, a sense of centralized […]
The Love Market: Chapter Seventeen
It took several minutes for Piper to disentangle herself as well as Sequoia from the wreckage of the truck. There was a fleeting moment where she had attempted to drag the others from the vehicle, but the notion seemed superfluous. Rose wasn’t moving anymore, and Mika’s head hung at an odd angle. Monroe had let […]
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