Vengeance 

Your sticks and your stones May break all my bones  But these acts, I swear you’ll regret For time heals us all It builds a stone wall And this, we shall not forget You came here to slay  To take mine away All that, which we hold close and dear Yet here, I still stand … More Vengeance 

On the Eve: 11

Gavin Yulesdale, Infantryman of the Queen’s Army The wind, gently whistling through the trees is but the softest of sounds. Yet tonight, on the eve of this great battle, it is deafening; the only thing that can be heard amidst an army veiled by the silence of anticipation. The skirmishes always seem to transpire in … More On the Eve: 11

On The Eve: 2

KKingKKKing Jordain – Lord of the East Fools. I foster no sympathy for the slaughtered. The foul. The wretched, sniveling swine. I swear to God himself this day was ordained by the truest forces overseeing this realm. She dared challenge me? Of all living, breathing occupants of this once revered land, she called it upon … More On The Eve: 2

The Revolt Returns: 6

“Quesadilla! Why is there no salt on my swine?!” Far to the East, the realm’s new manager Spam shouts at her brainless Chilian manservant. Despite her managerial commitment to Lenghorn, she has diabolically crafted an alter-ego which, in her spare time, she utilizes to control the activities of the Lenghornian’s rivals. “Apologies, my liege,” the … More The Revolt Returns: 6

The Revolt Returns: 5

Ommmmmmm…… Ommmmmmm…… High above the Eastern mountains, the eerie chants of the Chilians can be heard.They are monks, a strange religious group who gain their deep understanding of the universe by basking themselves in the slightly spicy salsa that is provided upon the table greet. The Lenghornians have spent a long time battling internally, relentlessly … More The Revolt Returns: 5

Love & Loss: 9

My attempts to join the fray went unheeded. Father said I was crazy for suggesting such a thing. He says the passions of a baker’s daughter aren’t strong enough for war. Adam makes it a point to make sure the bakery is well-guarded and equipped for whatever may come through. Or whoever, I should say. … More Love & Loss: 9

Love & Loss: 8

August, 1943. Sicily. My dearest Adalasia.  Yesterday, I returned to her shop. I have seen her on several occasions now, and she and I have grown quite enamored with each other. It is a deep love that we share. The kind that words struggle to describe. I’ve always wondered if I would ever fall in … More Love & Loss: 8

The Revolt Returns: Ep 3

Shhhhhhhh “someonetellthisguytogetthehelloutofourwoods” shhhhhhh Furthering his trek deep into the Forest of Broccoli Florets, Dustin the Determined looks back toward the small group of annoying will-o-the-wisps that has followed his journey with ever-watchful, glowing eyes. “Shoo! Stop following me you stupid butterflies!” He shouts as he adjusts the monocle on his eye which is designed to … More The Revolt Returns: Ep 3

Love & Loss: 5

July, 1943. Sicily. He is the greatest man I will ever know. Adam returned today. His first instinct was to barricade the wall, because he knew exactly what artillery strike would be taking place. He came in with that gleaming hair and shimmering smile and told me that he would never let me be harmed. … More Love & Loss: 5