The Middle of the Beginning

There is a thing that happens in stories like mine. They start long after a golden age when all the great and grand societies have fallen leaving only hints and artifacts of their former glory for wayward heroes and subpar adventurers to find. I AM the golden age of Fuumashon. I took my country through…

All over the map…

It's been a while so this is gonna jump all over the place. I fell in love, deep true love, with an idea. When I found out that idea could only exist in my head, it broke my heart. I spent more than a month, not being sad, but in true mourning. My goal now…