The Carnival of Wonders next travelled to the city of Darkhold. Darkhold is the oldest city in the Wilds, having survived almost a millennia after the cataclysm that ended the previous Age of Man. Its main feature is the dark, stark and...
Torvi stood on a small stage in the freak show. She was in her “wild woman of the north” costume, which was just a skimpy halter and loin cloth made of furred bear hide. It was just past twilight, newly dark, but the carnival was lit up...
"Do they pose a risk to the carnival?"
Titus looked at the small man addressing him from behind spectacles, then looked to Professor Devereux. "Pose a risk? As far as I can tell, we saved the carnival. Saved the carnival...and...
Captain Argast McSweeny had died a few months after he joined the crew...every Captain he had sailed under had died, tragically...Had the others died because of him...was everyone near him cursed. He always survived...those around him...not so much.
Timm awoke, his eyes shooting open, but all was darkness. Pitch black darkness. Timm gasped, and realized he was underwater...deep in the dark abyss that lay at the bottom of all things. While Timm could see nothing, he felt the presence of his...
A dark host...more of a rabble if one were trying to be honest about it...was gathered in an undulating mass of thousands on one side of the nothingness.
Sympos knelt by the bag, untied the opening, and peeked inside. "I don't care what other people want. I know my purpose...I know the truth, and I follow that truth. Life is simpler if you follow the truth."
The broken man shook his head back and forth frantically, a broken tooth tumbling out of his mouth and bouncing off his chin onto his chest. He managed a mushy mouthed, "No...no..."