BEN Moonlight reflected off the mist hanging in the air, brightening the darkness. Ben reached the road and paused, hidden in the tree line, and collapsed to the dirt to tie his boots. To his left, the barren fields stretched into emptiness, and the road ran like a dark ribbon beside it. To his right, […]Read more "Chapter 10: Fire and Water"
It is possible, if you were to really try, to reach the West coast. To see ocean and to feel the warmth of the sun sinking low over the water. But it is a long journey, especially in winter. The road in front of the Eternals’ Palace is swept clean every day. The sidewalks are […]Read more "The Empty Places and the Poisoned Wastelands"
BEN It had been a good morning. Cassandra had managed to spill half the milk, fall off her stool, and get hit repeatedly in the face by Celia’s tail. Much to Ben’s satisfaction, Celia had decided to leave a nice warm pile behind her and flick some of her offerings onto Cassandra, who gagged easily. […]Read more "Chapter 9: Bad Dreams and the White Mountain"