'Oh, maiden of the darker depths, why do you delve so deep, where not even dangers dwell? What long forgot fable or fossil will you find, what secret hidden away from every adventurer that ever braved these caverns do you seek as you sojourn in solitude deep within the world?' https://t.co/yg6yyUYdcd
— Duncan Wilson (@MrDuncanWilson) January 21, 2021
'It is true what they say, a rising tide lifts all ships, and grand were the days when they plied the waves, seeking and capturing all they came upon. But when the tide went out so few survived and many were stranded upon the shores, mourning their fortunes and wishing for more.' https://t.co/bRJReo4j87
— Duncan Wilson (@MrDuncanWilson) January 21, 2021
'The Libation Bearer was a long forgotten goddess, supplanted and suppressed by so many successors over the centuries. Still, some supplicants still recalled the nourisher, the bringer of sustenance and fortunes, the generous goddess, selflessly offering all the waters of life.' https://t.co/96RvNyrM2q
— Duncan Wilson (@MrDuncanWilson) January 21, 2021
'Yes it bled, small streams of blood splintered the lands for leagues beyond the horizon, but so too it bled the land of all life. Nought but barren rock and soil bore witness to the ever growing orb, nought but the curious, brave, and the strange flower that still stood strong.' https://t.co/pH4DThdyie
— Duncan Wilson (@MrDuncanWilson) January 21, 2021
'In ancient times we marked our achievements on trees and rocks, signing our surroundings with symbols of our glories. But with the passage of time and the ever advancing tides of progress such monuments become mundane. So we seek ever larger surfaces to scratch our cenotaphs.' https://t.co/BYcKYjE5A4
— Duncan Wilson (@MrDuncanWilson) January 21, 2021
'Those that built these towers would shudder to know their grand achievements would be abandoned by their children's children. Their decendants were driven forth by calamities not of their own making but built into the very structures the builders had erected before their birth.' https://t.co/DiAFjrLM61
— Duncan Wilson (@MrDuncanWilson) January 19, 2021
'There's was an ancient way of life, older than the their homes, their city, and even the kingdom in which they lived. They had been plying their trade upon the waters before there was any semblance of civilization, and they would live in this manner for as long as they could.' https://t.co/O5rmYEcNg8
— Duncan Wilson (@MrDuncanWilson) January 19, 2021
'It was not much, this flimsy fortress, a simple structure to shield against the sun and sands, the sear and storms that battered against the barely adequate barrier they had erected when they had landed here so long ago. It was not much but it was enough to keep them alive.' https://t.co/gH9bRMT9tp
— Duncan Wilson (@MrDuncanWilson) January 19, 2021
'Most men were wary of the wilds this far west. The world they knew fell away before beasts and trees unknown and altogether frightening. The flowers were too large, the trees grew too tall, and the creatures that crept upon their boughs held no fear of man nor his weapons…' https://t.co/Wa7nghVp9f
— Duncan Wilson (@MrDuncanWilson) January 19, 2021
'Once there was a great empire, once there was a realm that stretched around the world, master of all men who once stood opposed. Once, they were lords of creation and forgers of all mankind's fates. But that was long ago and many other empires rose and fell since those days…' https://t.co/41MvXDJC5u
— Duncan Wilson (@MrDuncanWilson) January 19, 2021
'Sleet and snow and the silent stillness of the spent storm serenaded the midday maiden, mistress of the winter winds, as she surveyed the serenity and the safety such sheltering snows provided for her prey. The small spirits were captive in their caves but hidden from her eyes.' https://t.co/1epXtCLpGz
— Duncan Wilson (@MrDuncanWilson) January 19, 2021
'The interstellar mass had passed so close to their world that they feared the end was upon them. But it did not strike their sphere, smashing instead into their moon. Many celebrated their survival, but their joy was naive. The end was nigh and their moon would be its herald.' https://t.co/5OTE4DNiJY
— Duncan Wilson (@MrDuncanWilson) January 19, 2021
'This world was not ideal despite the thriving vegetation. It was far too cold for comfortable life even at the equator. Yes the air was breathable, but barely and would be adverse to their health. But they were out of fuel and parsecs away from aide so this would have to do.' https://t.co/vkZgEQi1MS
— Duncan Wilson (@MrDuncanWilson) January 19, 2021