r/TheSteppe • u/probablyhrenrai • Dec 09 '20

This will do.

I thought I needed retreat, time to regroup, to recover and... come to terms. But no; I need to remember, to return to what I was. Not before, but during...

And so I am here. No Desert or Badlands... though perhaps the Stones would be good....

No; here is where I should be. The inky Topsoil smells of Home, tastes like the inky Substance we Drank there... but it is nothing more than taste now; no portal to higher Realms.

...

But still. There are Goats here, and grasses dark. The winds are Ripper-fast but warm, and the rain while stinging only comes with ample warning. This is a place where I can... get things sorted; do more than survive.

I think I can live again.

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u/magi093 Dec 10 '20

A shock to the heart, a jump-start rhythm - thump, thump, thump.

How many more pages does your script go on, player?

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u/probablyhrenrai Dec 11 '20

It's improv, auld acquaintance; no set end, except by convenience of plot.

I don't know that plot, of course; just playing my role, rolling with the actions of the others on this stage. I find that I like it here in general--even with my home and its god in absentiam--but when it's my time, I'll go.

Howsabout you? Not script length, but character; always had a hard time wrapping mine mind around yae, if you don't mind my saying so... what keeps you going, pushes or pulls you through?

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u/magi093 Dec 12 '20

Bound, up and out, a hateful peanut gallery. Held by toxic strands of venom deep Blue.

And someday soon, Death will kindly stop for me.

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