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Thirty-Fifth Drop: no food for the sick (video)
[Sorrow is stumbling around the Lighthouse's keeper's house and rifling through all the cabinets. A loaf of bread in a wrapper falls to the side; there's a pack of dried fruit. He looks terrible, eyes sunken, shoulders hunched.]
I feel terrible today...isn't there anything not covered in grease? I can't eat anything here in my house. Pochemu ( Read more... ) -
Thirty-Fourth Drop: fallen (actionpost/videopost)
[The camera is jerking and bouncing, thrashing around, until it smashes against a tree and cracks splinter down the screen. A spatter of mud splashes onto the screen...it's hard to see anything.
Sorrow is a white blur, lashing out, shouting, his voice twisted into a war cry as he charges in with his judo and delivers cracking blows once, twice, and ( Read more... ) -
Thirty-Third Drop: snaaaake eaaaaater (action/videopost)
[Sorrow is crouching in an alleyway, stalking a pigeon and clutching his piston in one hand and a knife in the other. Carefully, he slinks closer, for some reason moving into a full army crawl, just a little closer...
Stab!
He shanks the pigeon right through the neck, and it dissolves away into the air...leaving a little tin of pigeon meat. As he ( Read more... ) -
Thirty-Second Drop: siberian winter
I wasn't expecting this! It reminds me of home in the winter. Snow everywhere... burying the world, shrouding it in frozen beauty...but an oppressive one to live through. I took the Trans-Siberian Railroad a few times -- one branch of my relatives lives in Vladivostok -- and at times it was difficult to pass through when the snow piled too high. ( Read more... ) -
Thirty-First Drop: pain is the last resort...
I do not know who once said, "Brute force is the last resort of the incompetent." Nonetheless, with apologies to the author, the causing of pain is the last resort of the unintelligent.
Some say that it is the best and quickest way to obtain information from an enemy. But a main under duress will say anything, just to stop the pain. When asked for ( Read more... ) -
Thirtieth Drop: to the other side and back again
Ah, City! It has been so long, hasn't it? The spirit world is eternal, but this place only fleeting -- and so I am glad to return to it, to continue the efforts that I began here, to see the friends that I once knew. Had my memories not been taken from me upon leaving, I would have missed you all so. I do now wish that I could have recalled my time ( Read more... ) -
Twenty-Ninth Drop: to the other side and back again
We have experienced the City's grey and dim parallel in person only during a curse. There are likely exceptions to this, but it remains that many do not have reliable access ( Read more... ) -
Twenty-Eighth Drop: on the other side (videopost)
(Sorrow looks...different, today. His hair is short and styled over to one side; his clothes are civilian and distinctly 50's American, and he isn't wearing his gun. He doesn't look sad or rueful or even pleased at all -- instead, his expression is surprisingly neutral. Cavalier. As if nothing had ever happened, to give him the face he usually wore ( Read more... ) -
Twenty-Seventh Drop: playing catchup
Friends in the City, you have my apologies for disappearing. I went exploring, lost myself a little in the new Shadowlands, found my way back...it is a very strange place. I didn't see anything of much consequence, since I spent most of the time simply thinking to myself...
But the ticking drives one home, and to others, and I missed you all. And so ( Read more... ) -
Twenty-Sixth Drop: New Year's Day, the Russian way!
As we enter the new year, I wish to give the entire City a wish of peace and joy as January begins. In Russia, my homeland, New Year's Day is a large celebration, since the national leaders forbade religion. With no Christmas, New Year's Day grew to epic proportions, complete with Father Frost -- not quite Santa Claus, but a wintry old man who is ( Read more... )