In the heart of the endless sands, where the wind spoke in whispers and the moon hummed lullabies, there walked a man named Ambrose. He was a seeker of treasures lost and legends half-forgotten,, a collector of stories that the world thought it dreamed. On one such dream, a wine-soaked sailor had once told Ambrose … Read more
In the heart of the Ortega Desert, where the sun’s unforgiving rays had bleached stones to bone white and the air purred with heat like a living thing, there is a field unlike any other. It is said that the gods themselves, in a moment of revelry or wrath, spilled their marbles across the sand. … Read more
In the heart of the desert, where the sun douses its heat with merciless abandon, there lies an ancient temple, obscured by both the elements and time. It is a place whispered about in caravans and sung about in old ballads, a relic from a time when the gods still wandered the earth and etched … Read more
The lone adventurer—who for the sake of our story we shall call Finch—found the desert temple not so much by fate as by a unique intertwining of destiny and an oversight, having misplaced her compass three dunes back. It lay sprawling before her, emerging from the wind-swept sand like an old bedsheet tossed aside by … Read more