I thought about telling this as a VicorvaStorytime but I guess I have too much to say about it! I was re-watching Recovery of an MMO Junkie (an adorable found-family…
The mist here thickens. Though sunlight pierces the autumn-sparse forest canopy, it does little too alleviate the chill. You pull your coat more snugly about you and rub your hands…
You are reading beneath an old oak tree when you hear it. Trilling, somewhere between a bird cry and a cricket chirp, coming first from your left and then from…
I like to write happy, hopeful posts. I like to talk about celebrating writing successes, however small. But I also like to be honest, and this has been a shit…
‘At last, I have done it!’ The mage spread their hands and cackled at the night sky. ‘I have swept aside the veil of unlife and created a minion capable…