December, 2014

RPG in Six Parts

As a child you were never warned about the cost of being a warrior. There is no end to your journey. You win and it is not enough and you kill and it is not nearly close to enough.

Sowing Season Is Non-Competitive

All townspeople I’m forced to interact with give me wrapped gifts: three fish, a scythe, a cookbook, a camera. They don’t seem to have much. The wizard is out of town and the priest on the hill has a graveyard but no congregation.

‘Rattata’ & ‘Cubone’

Today I woke to find you gone and have no name to call out into the wild. I tried giving you a name once, but you rejected it.