Rose screamed. Well, she tried. She wasn’t exactly sure how. She was … what? Floating? It felt a bit like the floating in the water elemental had, but less. She felt like less, too. What the shit was this? She… Continue reading

The sun was already too low in the sky. Rose felt her stomach in knots. With every push she got closer, but it got darker and darker. Approaching the stone wall was easier than anything on this path had been… Continue reading

It was the middle of the day before Emrys started talking about his plan in earnest. “I will explain my plan in earnest.” What a nerd. He was walking well enough as long as they didn’t push it, but the… Continue reading

She was floating. Rose wasn’t a strong swimmer even before the chair. People always said that everyone floated, but she’d always found that where she floated was about four inches below where the air was, so this was never useful… Continue reading

Rose was walking back to the pen with a chicken under each arm. The little shits had gotten loose and of course Sage had insisted it be her job to retrieve them. She didn’t build the shitty pen. He was… Continue reading

The remaining dead and the cult didn’t make that an easy push. It was clear by now that Decima was already limping along, and Emrys was pushing Rose up the hill because her hands were numb from exertion already.  It… Continue reading

Of course, the thing about tides is … Rose unleashed a blast on a dead dwarf that was wrapped around Decima.  She’d had two on her, trying to wrap her up.  Rose’s third eye had just taken one dwarf leg… Continue reading

“If the dwarves could see this, they would never stop making war on this place,” said Decima in a whisper.  They’d moved further down the hill to get a better look and confirm what Rose had seen. The shuffling corpses… Continue reading