Quip by a Technoshaman about Ignorance
“You purists make me laugh. How can simple organic life possibly be more complex than...
“You purists make me laugh. How can simple organic life possibly be more complex than...
The smell of burning refuse ignites in a sulfurous explosion as the dumpster’s walls...
The sediment floating in the dingy yellow liquid inside the syringe offers some...
Encased in the guise of an asthma pump, this etheric high tempts the unwary. Inhalation...
Like a leering gargoyle, the draconic fountain emerges from the wall, brackish water...
Rain pelts this hidden street in wavering sheets, the clouds above breaking for moments...
Cartographer, City, Criminal, Night, Place, Rain, Shop, Streetwise, Urban
A shaft of light breaches into this close: a street that does not exist according to the...
Cartographer, City, Criminal, Place, Shop, Streetwise, Urban
Like all work songs, dwarven forge chants drive hands and tools toward rhythm and...
Summary coming...
Summary coming...