Sneak view

"Hey, Skimble ... do you see what I see ? What's that in the distant?"

Parched Land

Skimble and I travelled all night across the desert, and then a day. Slowly, the terrain became increasingly rugged as we got closer to the edge. Civilisation was far behind us, and I couldn't help but notice the peaceful silence in the air - not the silence of a dead place, but one brimming with quiet anticipation and possibilities. One starts to notice the feelling of hot breeze against the skin, see in detail the water-colour streaks in the winkled rocks and intricate lines on the bone-dry gnarled trees. Was the sun ever this bright, and sky ever this brilliant blue?

The edge of the world may seem desolated, but there were so much details to be observed if you would only stop to look. 

"Look at this harsh but beautiful land, Skimble! This is the edge of the world as we know it! I guess we are lucky that we live in a time when the Gods are still trying to build more of this world. There's so much to look forward to."

Skimble: *Soft purr*

Southern Lights

I woke up to a warm evening breeze, draped on the rooftop gable. I must've fallen asleep for a long time. As I sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, I caught sight of a display of slowly shifting, jewel-toned lights in the south.

 Suddenly, I remembered the times I spent hiding in ambush on the roof long ago, when I was but a young grasshopper. I often stared at that strange light from the rooftop and wondered what that faraway place was.

Later, I learnt that the lights shone over the sealed land of the Wildborns, which the Powers that Be had not granted access to.

Just then, an idea struck me ... what if Skimble and I managed to get onto the bare rocky ridge that separated our land and theirs - maybe we could peek in and see something beautiful and exciting? The thought of this gave me an adrenaline rush.

"Skimble ... Skimble !"

Skimble woke, and lifting his massive head off his paws, looked up at me from the ground with quizzical eyes. He stood up as I jumped on my feet and tumbled off the roof.

"Growl?"

"Let's go, we're heading to Wildborn land!"

Change of Deed

"Finny, your housing tax period is ending. Would you like me to extend it for you?"

I watched as the post-owl flutter away with a soft swish of wings. Before long, the reply came.

"Nah. Take the housing deed and certify the house to your name."

I did as I was told. A few days later, the name on the old Arcum Iris townhouse plaque became mine instead of Finny's. I wrote back to let her know that everything went well.

"Finny, we can upgrade houses now. Can I upgrade the house?"

Time passed, and the reply came.

"Yeah. It's yours now."

I had gotten used to life without Finny around. But when I read those simple words, I felt sad somehow. So I climbed onto the roof, and stood where I used to hide and wait for her to come home.

Always a Higher Peak

I climbed the highest rock I saw, and the next one, and the next.

Before I knew it, I was on a mountaintop, breaking through the morning mist.

But when I turned and looked into the sun, there was always a higher peak in the distance.

A New Cape

Does this make me look tough ?

Do A Barrel Roll

10/10 would try again :3

Throwback: Sanddeep Festival (Part 1)

The Blue Salt merchants organised a festival in Sanddeep, and our family decided to visit before the summer turned to autumn.

"Look at the water! It's so clear!"

"Are you sure you want to eat all those fried chicken, Luka?"

"...Maybe it's time to change out of these armor and into swimsuits?"

"The sun is too damn bright!" *chugs beer*

"It's rare to see you do something non-violent, Finny!"

"Shush, I'm doing it just for the rewards!"

Good Morning Hellswamp