Funny thing is,
This is what happens.
The Briarwall Brave!
Those who crossed Briared Wood!
Trespassed.
Corpses of behemoths,
Dodged the coven.
Danced amongst Fey Lords of the Winter Courts!
Met madness in chittering.
Survived Porcelain Dolls.
Scared off an experiment.
Saved smallfolk from the mob,
Those to be burned as a witch.
They’ve used the red eye once before,
Played at gods.
Now dozens of sets of us,
Drawn across the veil.
Peering down inside the snowglobe,
Peeling patches in the flesh.
Carving holes,
He bleeds.
Poor bastard,
They left him behind when they went.
Found the city of dreams,
Chose a name.
Found a war.
Different from the one they left,
Defied the will of a god.
Invoked the Far Realms.
He just wants in,
Just a piece.
Here and there.
Won’t you build him a body?
He’ll give you anything.
Look at the faun,
Playing as a real boy.
Can she survive the sin,
Treachery?
Men in dark rooms,
Who deal in lives.
Hiring the owl clan to slit throats,
Murder rivals.
Only the favor of the military protects them,
Who will strike first?
Court?
Cold calls,
Heads beneath the tulips.
Flames within theatres,
The braziers,
The Church of Secrets.
What secrets?
What secrets?
Dark rituals of blood,
Absolution.
Met a space witch,
Killed those who would abuse others.
Thinking themselves unequal.
Justice of the blade,
And consequences.
Rescued a princess from the wall,
Made him fall in love.
Denied a lich his rebirths,
Battled the dead.
Bowed before them.
Became them.
Met old hands,
Doing good work.
Getting far too old for this shit,
Just a dog and a horse.
Explored Hunger,
Head on.
Defied those who rule,
In shadows.
Found a kept secret,
A much deeper hole.
Come,
Alice.
Drink this,
It’s dangerous to go alone.
How far would you chase a white rabbit?
Ha.
I’m just as excited to see what happens,
As you are,
Sometimes.
Be brave,
My lovelies.
The Briarwood Brave.
