LABYRINTH OCT  ROUND 2 PART 3: The Dog & the Hare    “So, we got swamps,” Zol’s voice called over the crowd—a much, much smaller crowd than the hoard from round one—as they explained the situation of round two. A portal, this one not connected to a doorlet for a change, opened in the air. As described, the other side depicted a murky looking bog that was all sorts of unpleasant to Kinsey’s eyes and nostrils. He tried not to wretch at it. Forte stiffened beside him, likely due to the frightening mystical visual of a floating portal more than the swamp itself. The rozenich home world had worse stenche

LABYRINTH OCT  ROUND 2 PART 2: The Ass & His Masters The kurri huffed in an acute mixture of aggravation and exhaustion: two components that seemed to be a constant since the finale of round one. The competitors within the labyrinth’s walls mutually radiated sensations of dread and discouragement at a significantly higher rate than before. Kinsey knew with great certainty that some of it was due to the losers knowing good and well that the tournament was no longer a viable option for them to attain a sacred vial of immortality.   He wandered through the quiet plaza as the sun rose higher from its bed on the horizon. Indeed, the p

The Selection recently celebrated it's 10th uhh I mean 11th birthday, and is now going on 12! So much has happened since it was crafted, and sometimes it's hard to comprehend. It feels like it was so long ago, while at the same time seems so recent. I have learned a lot from it since its fruition, and while it's a shame it took me a decade to finally buckle down and get serious about it, I have no regrets. TS has evolved to become a better story now than it ever was when my goofy 15 year old brain farted it out. To celebrate this anniversary, it is CONTEST TIME! I was going to host this contest during TS's ACTUAL anniversary year, but stuff