Age of Worms

i propped late duncan’s corpse upon a pillar, mossy black with octopus’ poison - i then prayed for a few moments but a sense of duty then reminded me that death is but a part of life, and the demise of duncan proves to be…
i suddenly awoke before my moment of lucidity had fully hit […]

the Light of good and pure doth shine upon us all…
i think i know where my prophetic daughter gets her rare abilities…
within this journal, i once wrote (while in a mode of seemingly incoherent confusion): “…and so this wizard, a barbarian, a rogue, a cleric, and this other paladin-monk-type walk into this small arena… but […]