There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream ( Read more... )

[Private to Rex]

Can you meet me in my room? I need to talk to you there.

[And PUBLIC. Posted later, after talking to Rex.]What happens in the span of two years? Or five? What can a man accomplish with nothing but time? When you can see nothing but eternity stretching out in front of you, do you cling to the past or move forward? Do you dig in ( Read more... )

One hundred posts and I have been here for one year and ten months, I think. Time gets a little difficult to think about when you take a three year break to be a general in a wasteland.Hm. No matter ( Read more... )

AS OF MONDAY MORNING, THIS POST IS DELETED. THE COMMENTS STILL APPEAR, BUT THERE IS NOTHING BUT SILENCE HERE.

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[Inmate Filter]

[Iago’s sitting in his room, playing Rex’s DS at his desk. IT WAS A GIFT, OKAY? He talks in spurts, in between difficult parts of the level.]Here’s a story, my dear, dear friends. There...once was a boy who went to his teacher...and asked him if it was good to talk. The teacher...replied that frogs and toads will...talk all day but ( Read more... )