The Mitote

Stepping into the chaotic circle of sound and fury to try and find her, Rafael looked to the heavens and prayed for their protection.

Excelsior!

This was it. The big one. A new beginning, or an end to the whole game…

Marc and Erin had not yet made it to the clearing. They were beginning to doubt they ever would.

Through the winding, forceless chasms of the outer void, a beacon chimed its detectable pulses without end, without expectation of a return.

One way or another, Beto didn’t feel like drawing his sword today.

Sometimes I am a persona. Other times, I’m poison.

I never did like going to the grocery.

When I awoke, the darkness overwhelmed.

“So I have this theory…”

“So, tell me about this dream again.”