Esonne Follies

I awake in the early evening to the sound of my rumbling stomach and Amy grunting and twitching in her sleep. Jon and Quinn are already sitting up and Vinnik is stoically sitting on the pile of silken rope, one eye closed and the other focused on biter coiled on Amy’s chest. I hope Vinnik…

Dream To Death

Who knows where we are, but it’s mainly fog. Like everything except for the ground is fog. Thick soupy fog. I don’t know if it’s ground or floor, though, because I can’t see if there’s a sky or walls, or what. Biter is cool and bumpy around my neck; he’s chill so that makes me…

Edmund’s Dream

It’s broad daylight but there is no sun in the bright blue sky above our heads. I’m standing in an expansive desert with Jon, Amy and Quinn by my side. The absence of wind is curious, as is the comfortable climate and flawless flatness of the terrain. Vinnik and Biter are nowhere to be seen or heard…

There’s No Place like Rope Trick

It’s 9am in Willard’s Manse in Bastion. I’ve been awake for a several hours, but remain in bed, just been lying here, relishing it. Being able to wake up on my own terms is a luxury I’ve grown accustomed to. I’m not skilled in divination, but I predict being sick of the cramped confines of Edmund’s Rope Trick in…

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Reunited, And It Feels So Good

It’s 3am at The Cauldron. I say goodbye to Vinnik and teleport to the Douglas Estate in Sweetwater to fetch Amy. It’s good to see her after six months apart. She’s becoming quite an attractive young woman, but I quickly push those thoughts from my mind, remembering Willard’s council on the matter. She’s more than…

Jon’s Addendum

Granite, 8 am. For the last ten minutes I’ve been standing in silence, after telling them I had to leave soon. Sophia is crying, while Pete tries to get her to calm down. I’m trying to decipher the cryptic message I got early this morning, myself. I spent the first few minutes convincing myself that it was…

Edmund’s Addendum

The Cauldron, my new home since Willard banished Salithius from it last year. It’s location, a few miles south-east of Sweetwater Island, is obscure enough to keep unwanted visitors to a minimum and has afforded my friends and I ample opportunity to reflect on our recent adventures and prepare for future excitement. As it so happens,…

Sweet Reunion

This goddam heat. The warm lake I thought I was swimming in was only in my dreams, instead I’m waking up in a puddle of my own sweat. Sick. I’d always heard talk of the cities to the South, of warm rivers and lakes. No one ever mentioned endless sweat and air that feels like…