whisper to me the name of the grey wolf who howls upon the misty hill and I might just reveal to you the wonders of the dark after
Month: September 2025
petals smoulder and bees consumed by lust try take flight only to explode into technicolor sparks
farmers ground tongues into damp soil to birth papered vertebrae
tales speak of a mystic in the deep woods one who conjures the emerald fire and speaks to the servants of rot and decay
an ancient bell cast from burning mountains rings within the bones of mortals wakes the gods of the deep
autumn dusk clouds fall in waves of ember and cinder
Hit Die: Last Transmission

September ends and autumn is here; October and Halloween will soon be upon us! Get ready to write your epitaphs! Hit Die: Last Transmission, is your final signal to explore your dying moments…Check out this grim scifi journaling rpg at the links to DriveThruRPG and itch.io:
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Cheers!
last breath: the memory of war and fire coils inside as the darkness grows hungry
the crystalline rasp of claws cuts through armored ship hull and sunders the soul
still a part of our deeper consciousness rebels against the well oiled machinations of paradise