The Gates Fall

Alan runs forward and digs into his front pocket, extricating a silver cylinder. He pushes a button at one end and tosses it over the gate. It bounces off of the head of one of the abominations, it takes no notice of it or Allan, it only has eyes for Solace. A few seconds pass … Continue reading The Gates Fall

Jounal Entry: Lel

The thunder rumble its beat across the sky, the cloud grows anxious with lighting. I watch as it splits open and destroys the nearest mountain top. The ceremony has begun. The great and powerful Itzquemitl, high priestess of Pilo, lifts her arms to great the destruction of the Zaxo mountain tribe. The war of a … Continue reading Jounal Entry: Lel