My heart thunders in my ears as I step out behind the red velvet curtain and onto the dimly lit stage. My legs threatening to give out, I put one step in front of the other, approaching the lone, backless three legged barstool in a slow, deliberate approach. I lift my gaze and peer out into the crowd. Thousands of folks fill the theater, an overpowering amalgamation of perfume, sweet tobacco, and ...

The road goes ever onward. That’s what my Pa would tell me when I earned to leave town and start traveling with the caravan myself. We are a simple folks, living in a simple time in a simple place. When a child surpasses their 14th harvest, they earn the opportunity to take to the road. Seasons at a time, members of the caravan would set out from home and travel to all the nearby villages in the P...

One thousand, four hundred and fifty six days. That’s how long it has been since I last felt the rain fall from the sky and send the tingle through my skin. Sometimes, when I close my eyes, I can still smell it. The moisture in the air, calling to a primal sense, a gift from those who walked the land of Muskeeget centuries before. Before the water stopped flowing into Tabth, and society as we knew...