I turn towards the thief-girl, who I see waving excitedly in the distance; her slender silhouette running towards me and I turn to walk towards her in turn. “Hey. Hey!” calls out her excited voice, as she approaches, her leather boots slapping against the pristine stone floors of the entirely...
2021-02-25 08:30:42 +0000 UTC View PostI’m running blindly through the murk, the metal of my boots ringing out around me as the only noise that is audible, apart from the tapping of a thousand sharp legs in the darkness, that are then followed after by a thousand more, as the thing skitters around me. As it skitters after me. I don...
2021-02-24 07:52:58 +0000 UTC View PostI turn to face the voice, but am unable to see it in the darkness around me. Something lurches, I feel my body shift and for a moment I think that I have been grabbed. But instead, my palm meets something soft at my side. A leather bag, a gift from the dungeon-master. I haven’t been forsaken ju...
2021-02-23 08:23:14 +0000 UTC View PostAs I march up the staircase, my hollow armor clanking all around me in the small passage, I come to a sudden realization. I forgot my pole-axe up on top of the bridge. Turning my helmet back around, I look down the long stretch of staircase I’ve already gone up. Well, I suppose it’s too late ...
2021-02-22 08:19:52 +0000 UTC View PostMetal clanks around me, as we walk in formation down the long stone bridge. Our pole-axes clanking in unison, as we march together in a thin formation down the way, patrolling the path to keep watch for any outsiders. I shake my body. Puffs of hot, fallen ash fall out from the inside of my hollow...
2021-02-21 08:51:40 +0000 UTC View PostIt’s not great for my sense of self-confidence, if I’m going to be honest with you. Finishing their scribbling, they slam me shut and with one hand, fling me out and away, off of the table and across over the abyss below. Spiraling, my covers open wide and my pages flapping in the wind, I bar...
2021-02-20 07:53:28 +0000 UTC View PostIt has become a somber existence, all the way down here. Since it has started to grow. The strange fuzz that I can feel over my body. The strange fuzz that has begun to grow over everyone else’s bodies, those that remain at least. Most of the others have simply given up the ghost, as it were. T...
2021-02-19 07:52:14 +0000 UTC View PostThat wasn’t a good look. That expression he carried on his face in those final seconds, as I am shorn off from the face of this corporeal plane. Blinding, mystical energies rushing out from the edge of his blade envelop me with a furious power that I am not able to withstand for even a second, ...
2021-02-18 07:45:17 +0000 UTC View PostLeft, right. My body shifts and turns, the ash and the smoldering inferno that makes up my whole, shifting like the body of a viper, as I sway around the hero, catching each of his blows with my weapon before lunging out time after time again to launch a new, admittedly futile, strike. But it fee...
2021-02-17 08:55:36 +0000 UTC View PostSee, I suppose the thing about elementals is that they are bound to a passion. Piotr’s passionate hate of the hero-party is what brought him back to life as a zombie and it’s what brought him back to life as an elemental. Can I blame him? No. But those strong feelings that now carry the weigh...
2021-02-16 08:56:26 +0000 UTC View PostHow, out of all things is it here? Those snaking worms of harrowing light that slither through the air, as they seep forward, crawling like the tendrils of an extending rot. Like a fungus spreading out beneath the dirt. The strands of it glide just past me and I feel its familiar presence, like t...
2021-02-15 10:02:59 +0000 UTC View PostAh, what a strange predicament that I’m in now I think to myself, as I watch the hero-party begin to come down the staircase which is not that far down in the distance. I, the first me that is, doesn’t really want to fight the hero-party. We’ve kind of been over it, guy, so I guess I can sp...
2021-02-14 09:41:14 +0000 UTC View PostAnd so I claw my way up onto the bridge and throw myself over, the cloud of smoldering ash that makes up my body condensing and coming together once more to reform my entity as a whole. I stare to my left, Piotr stands there in the middle of the bridge and stares down the way. He stares down towa...
2021-02-13 08:46:06 +0000 UTC View PostAs my friend and I walk together along towards the same direction, the paths of our lives coinciding yet again for another stretch of the journey, I begin to wonder; how? How is this possible? Our bodies had been turned undead, how can it be that they are here? That they have been burnt? Hasn’t...
2021-02-12 10:53:52 +0000 UTC View PostCinder and smoke fill the air all around me, creating a toxic miasma borne not of rot or of fungal infection but of ash. Of heat and the remnants of things that have been purged from this domain. Things that no longer walk, slither, crawl or see. Only some of us are transformed, only some of us a...
2021-02-11 08:25:31 +0000 UTC View PostStill falling, I soar through the strange, seemingly endless tunnel of meat surrounding me that winds left and right in gentle shifts and turns. But somehow always without touching my body or breaking my fall, save for the sparse grazing of dead fingers reaching for me as I pass by. Where am I go...
2021-02-10 08:23:47 +0000 UTC View PostSee? This is why I wanted to get off of this floor before the sub-boss fight got triggered. Because it’s gross. Sometimes, between all of the rainbow-glitter spouting unicorns and the happy-go-lucky pink and green slimes I forget what being down in a dungeon can really mean. There are things he...
2021-02-09 08:48:29 +0000 UTC View PostThe current grows stronger and more wild, as if the mouth of the river were spitting us out like a piece of bad meat. The whirlpool before us in the large open lake spins and swirls with a loud, raging roar that creates a deafening white noise, as if we were standing beneath a great waterfall. Ra...
2021-02-08 10:18:09 +0000 UTC View PostThe fight begins again now for the second time, as the next wave descends down upon us from the bayou. Though they are somewhat slower now, as the first bad things make quick work of all the rats that they can reach, of which there are many. Many-many. The swarm of rats, for whatever reason they ...
2021-02-07 09:26:16 +0000 UTC View PostWorming my way around inside of the fabric bag that is filled with all manner of glass oddities and baubles, I burrow through the pile of worn clothes. They smell like you would expect worn clothes from a dungeon-adventure to smell. I look for the little satchel that I know is in here. Though the...
2021-02-06 08:52:33 +0000 UTC View PostI’m a little further off and away from the river now, but I suppose the fight has started, judging by the tufts of forceful explosions and rays of concentrated white magic flying out just beyond the smoking tree-line. I wonder, as I lick my fingers, what should I be doing? I guess the ‘intere...
2021-02-05 08:54:58 +0000 UTC View PostThe trees all around begin to rustle as the strange, stagnant glow of the bayou wafts around them, as if carried by a fresh breeze. The creeping mist seeping through the trees, floating just above the surface of the swamp water like so much yellow-sap dripping down into the goo. It is a haunting ...
2021-02-04 07:52:17 +0000 UTC View PostI watch as the hero-party embarks onto the small wooden boat that is tethered to the shore of the inlet. It’s bigger than a small rowboat, but not by much. In fact, it seems to be just big enough for the group of adventurers to sit together somewhat cramped as if they were one too many. The her...
2021-02-03 08:48:37 +0000 UTC View PostThe swamp water isn’t deep, but it’s still too deep for me to be able to stand in with this body. If I fell in, I’d have to struggle and kick around and swim until I could grab something to get back out of it. Some low hanging branch or rock or anything, as long as it gets me out of the bad...
2021-02-02 07:54:24 +0000 UTC View PostOoh! As I slide along the thin glass of the menu that is suspended in mid-air, the fingers of my other outstretched hand graze the smooth skin of the fruit. My calloused fingertips sliding along the soft, supple body of the thing, as I am just barely able to reach it. I climb out further, hoverin...
2021-02-01 10:06:17 +0000 UTC View PostI’m not quite sure why we shut the door behind us, but I trust her on this. She seems to know what we’re doing, I guess it’s nice for a change to have a plan. Or at least for someone to have a plan. There’s a certain comfort to that, you know? To not having to just randomly search and run...
2021-01-31 08:44:58 +0000 UTC View PostI look to the thief questioningly, she just nods and points down the path again. I sigh and turn around, wondering how I’m going to walk down this mess. My body isn’t exactly designed for these kinds of angles, seeing as I don’t really have ankles and even if I did it wouldn’t be much of ...
2021-01-30 09:59:43 +0000 UTC View PostI shudder, feeling a sudden chill come over me in the warmth of the strange cathedral. Looking over my shoulder, I see a large stream of blue light streaking through a giant, stained-glass window directly behind and above us. The frame of the window is arched and pointed upwards like a dull arrow...
2021-01-29 08:50:01 +0000 UTC View Post
My cover guy dropped us because of personal reasons, so I had to start hunting for another artist. Thankfully I found one to commision, this is where your donations are going by the way in case you were curious. Cover art isn't cheap haha. So here is another sketch of Secondary Story's cover =) 2021-01-28 13:52:39 +0000 UTC View Post
The troubling groan of the horrible monstrosity, down below in the distance, fades out of my ears and my mind as we rise upward. Higher up the spiral staircase towards the top of the mill. She has climbed back up on my back, but is leaned forward over my front, rubbing the broken stump of my horn...
2021-01-28 08:53:03 +0000 UTC View Post