“And so I went and put my head into the well. How thirsty it was! It wasn’t until I spent a full day speaking about the little stories of the village that I heard the first droplet. The following day,[…]β Lire la suite…
Chapitre 3 : Victoire
Things are getting better but are not quite there, have to do a lot of interviews during the week among other things, but at least this time we have a page! Doing what I can π Rendered version next week[…]β Lire la suite…
And it’s the return of…! The unrendered pages. Almost all of you referred to Lao Yao as they/them from the start, how sweet you all are! The twist was imagined in 2013 and it seemed solid, I guess it shows[…]β Lire la suite…
“So, you buy the entire stock. Then you get out of the settlement, intercept all incoming caravans, and sell it all to them. In a couple of days, part of the stock should be sold back to the town, and[…]β Lire la suite…
“Who, she asked, who’s the one that grows back your flowers when you are lost in your tempests? His mouth and eyes widened a little, and he stopped for a few moments, looking at the ground. His robes had gotten[…]β Lire la suite…
“It was not clad with metal like our fighters, it was mud, and metal, and something else. Its claws were long like horns, sharpened for many lifetimes. But it would not use them, for it had words and gaze that[…]β Lire la suite…
“I don’t care what the boy is doing in his free time, there’s so much clay anyway! But these sculptures he makes… something about them makes me uneasy. Too lifelike. One evening as I was going back home, the dancing[…]β Lire la suite…
“This morning I bought a bag of khizi jewels for the price of their weight in grain! Too bad my associate got conned into buying a bag of grain for its weight in jewels. I hate Kizh right now.” Semetra[…]β Lire la suite…
“So many ships! All tall, old, decorated and well-manned! A collection of masts more dense than a forest, with sails of every possible color. They all sailed to the New Continent, and never came back.” Jaos Gyrimonnos the Elder, Measures[…]β Lire la suite…
“The First Nomadic War has the repute of being a fairly stupid conflict on our part. The then-king Seculor didn’t like having savages trading freely on his land, without paying taxes, or following price charts. So he forced them out[…]β Lire la suite…




















