Archive for August 18th, 2007
I been through the desert on a console with no games
and-it-felt good to be out, of, the rain. In the desert…
It was a dark and lonely night. Traversing the drylands for 12 hours nonstop can make a man delirious. With the vultures circling, i felt the souls who had fallen victim to this killer heat pulling at my feet, yanking at every tendon and bone and artery individually. For some reason, it was hotter here at night than during the day. It felt as if the heat was stored away in the earlier hours — like the sun was baking the ground, having it rise at night while it rested. If only i had some water… My lips taste like ancient Egyptian scrolls and are just as fragile. I’m running short on adrenalene. I call it that because i reckon the adrenaline my body used to house has all been pissed out by now. This curious new chemical belongs to the supernatural.
A few days ago, and maybe i’ve imagined this time lapse, but i think it was a few days ago, i sent a carrier pigeon to a familiar in a northern civilization. We’re not friends, nor are we colleagues, but we work in the same field so i figured he could help get me some aid. I also figured he would send word back pretty soon. I’m not gonna tell you what i wrote since it was rather embarrassing an inquiry, but he responded as swiftly as i’d hoped.
At the end of my rope, i heeded his civilized words. And now i walk on the path to recovery. God willing, i’ll find what he’s informed me of. Oh, the message? He just pointed me in the right cardinal direction. Let me just say that this is a man wise beyond wisdom and i will be indebted to his advice, which went as follows:
From: Nerfgun
Re: what a dearth
I hear ya… Warhawk is 2 weeks away. I’ll see you there *devilhorns*
Thanks to you, wiseman. My parched throat might be saved yet.
