The Alkaline Sea, April 15, 5083, the battleground I rested for most of yesterday and took pleasure in doing very little. The ship is once again busy with the industry of its people and will set sail again tomorrow, ferrying volunteers back. The human world is preparing for a different war now that the Annexature…
The Alkaline Sea, April 14, 5083, under and on the sea, the battleground Sir Pangolin dug and I climbed in his wake with the caustic sea pressing us on all sides. He unerringly took us upwards, his claws slicing through the soapy mass. I kept my eyes closed to keep them clear and as there…
Under the Alkaline Sea, date unknown We barred the door behind us. The tunnel ahead of us was murky and shored up by wooden planks. There were still wisps of the red fog-light of hell but i could tell from the close air and the pressure in the rock around us that this was one…
The Folded Hades, above Pandemonium Scholars of the inner cosmos have advanced many schemes to allocate abstract qualities to the tiers of reality. Humours, elements, or mythical animals like griffons, unicorns or penguins, have each had their adherents as systems for capturing the essence of each tier and each have required different ways of counting…
Multiple tier transitions, date unknown When I thought that he had rested enough, I woke Sir Pangolin with trepidation. He awoke easily but before I could speak again he motioned me to be silent. He has much better hearing than I and sense of smell. He motioned me to crouch low and move to the…
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