The Star, as I’ve taught her, is the sign of Supernal Fire, and of victory. But tonight, we’re just looking at them. “Sometimes a cigar...,” and all that ( Read more... )

Before we had language, we had stories. People have always wanted to communicate, to share experiences, and to entertain. "Remember that mammoth Ogg killed that one time?" Oh Ogg, you rascal. You legend. We still tell stories of older times, and they still resonate. The Iliad and Odyssey, the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, the Epic of Sundiata, the ( Read more... )

I was sure that anyone would help her. Small girl in a cage in a cave full of Gnolls. That’s the sort of thing that you stop, that you fight against. Heroes do that ( Read more... )

I lost the ability to tell time, when it was all said and done. “Before now” was the only way could describe it. Reminded me of being in a little pine box, somewhere underneath the Virginian woods ( Read more... )

Role-playing games are an escape from reality. We play to forget the hardships of a day, and to enjoy the company of friends. We play because we would rather be these other people, at least for a few hours. But the few moments we can steal away from the dreary day-to-day are still at the whim of Real Life. Sometimes, we can no longer make the ( Read more... )

If I could still sweat, I would probably be drenched in it by now. I think it’s been hours, but it feels like weeks. Getting the blindfold off has only made things worse, because now I swear I’m seeing shapes in the darkness ( Read more... )

It seemed to be underground. It wasn’t clear, of course. In a rare show of trust, I had allowed myself to be blindfolded, and was, as best as I could tell, in a chair somewhere. Tied up. Sightless ( Read more... )

Almost 30 years ago, I saw a woman. Lithe, graceful, gorgeous. Charming, and smiling all the time. I wondered if she was nicer than the average sort of person who came to these parties. Nicer than the crooks and the thieves, the whores and their pimps. I had to find out ( Read more... )

001. Beginnings.
002.Middles.
003.Ends.
004.Insides.
005.Outsides.

006.Hours.
007.Days.
008.Weeks.
009.Months.
010.Years.

011.Red.
012.Orange.
013.Yellow.
014.Green.
015.Blue.

016.Purple.
017.Brown.
018.Black.
019.White.
020.Colourless.

021.Friends.
022.Enemies.
023.Lovers.
024.Family.
025.Strangers.

026. Teammates.
027.Parents.
028.Children.
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Did LiveJournal change their listing of how many entries in a friend's page you can see? I can scroll back more than the first page, apparently. Previous Page isn't showing up when I try to find it on the page.