Day 10. Fortune.
"...I know you to be a sceptic, but I went to a supposed fortune teller in Northside. Cranky old soul, she was, read my palm, read my cards. Nothing of interest, really. I do not believe her to be truly gifted with the knowledge of the future.
The crystal ball, however, told an interesting story. She said she saw me in front of a raging bull, who was standing still, unlike me, who was the one to charge it. The bull then turned into the serpent and strangled me as I was stabbing it with a flaming sword, both of us writhing in agony.
It is peculiar how, no matter which way you look at it, it does seem to tell the future I have already set myself up for. Whichever way it plays out, I will die at the grasp of the serpent while trying to save it from the bull."
Letter addressed to F. Ember, believed to be written by J. Smith. 1899.
"...I know you to be a sceptic, but I went to a supposed fortune teller in Northside. Cranky old soul, she was, read my palm, read my cards. Nothing of interest, really. I do not believe her to be truly gifted with the knowledge of the future.
The crystal ball, however, told an interesting story. She said she saw me in front of a raging bull, who was standing still, unlike me, who was the one to charge it. The bull then turned into the serpent and strangled me as I was stabbing it with a flaming sword, both of us writhing in agony.
It is peculiar how, no matter which way you look at it, it does seem to tell the future I have already set myself up for. Whichever way it plays out, I will die at the grasp of the serpent while trying to save it from the bull."
Letter addressed to F. Ember, believed to be written by J. Smith. 1899.
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Day 11. Wander.
"Although the Saint James island has served as a place of final respite for many for the past two centuries, we rarely have accidents with any kinds of ghouls, ghosts or goblins. It is because our practices ensure that souls of the dead are content and buried with all necessities.
There is one, however. Every once in a while, once a year, to be precise, in the end of October, but not every year, for it depends on circumstances, an apparition appears from the sea, wrapped in wet garbs and seaweed, bearing a top hat and an axe, yet with a distinct absence of a head on his shoulders. Whenever that does happen to happen, he wanders around the graveyard gazing at the graves, looking for his noggin, and, if happens to see a door of any kind, or a portal where a door used to be, walks through it and upon that vanishes."
Father Antonio, "Short History of the Saint James Island"
"Although the Saint James island has served as a place of final respite for many for the past two centuries, we rarely have accidents with any kinds of ghouls, ghosts or goblins. It is because our practices ensure that souls of the dead are content and buried with all necessities.
There is one, however. Every once in a while, once a year, to be precise, in the end of October, but not every year, for it depends on circumstances, an apparition appears from the sea, wrapped in wet garbs and seaweed, bearing a top hat and an axe, yet with a distinct absence of a head on his shoulders. Whenever that does happen to happen, he wanders around the graveyard gazing at the graves, looking for his noggin, and, if happens to see a door of any kind, or a portal where a door used to be, walks through it and upon that vanishes."
Father Antonio, "Short History of the Saint James Island"
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Day 12. Spicy.
"I've got the spiciest fucking peppers on the damn island, sir. I'm completely off the rocker. The magic cops tried to reach me, call me a ghost the way they can't grab me. This chili can be fried, boiled, baked, roasted, dried, eaten raw and smoked. I smoke it. I smoke it raw.
... All these gangsters and bandits trotting around, they don't dare touch old Vlad, they walk away at the sight of my grimace, they shiver in their pink boots. Fuck off and die."
Unknown man in his letter to the Gobby city council, 1899.
"I've got the spiciest fucking peppers on the damn island, sir. I'm completely off the rocker. The magic cops tried to reach me, call me a ghost the way they can't grab me. This chili can be fried, boiled, baked, roasted, dried, eaten raw and smoked. I smoke it. I smoke it raw.
... All these gangsters and bandits trotting around, they don't dare touch old Vlad, they walk away at the sight of my grimace, they shiver in their pink boots. Fuck off and die."
Unknown man in his letter to the Gobby city council, 1899.
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Day 13. Rise.
"By 1890, a considerable push for unionisation and workers' rights was noticed in the working class communities of Iron Shore, Glaisclad, Irish Town and Cotton shore, whose population is for the most part adjacent to the local metalworks, shipbuilding and tailoring industry.
Many activists took the start of the uprising of September 1891 as a signal to take action and go out into the streets with banners, pamphlets and signs. The uprising lasted a week, and the protests didn't quell for three days longer. They were, however, brought to a gruesome and tragic end when the Imperial Navy shelled southern Iron Shore with artillery, leading to 37 deaths and a small part of the district being destroyed. It was later revealed by admiral Hempbruck in his speech on October 4th that the tragedy happened due to a communication error."
A. Banks, "Tide of Time"
"By 1890, a considerable push for unionisation and workers' rights was noticed in the working class communities of Iron Shore, Glaisclad, Irish Town and Cotton shore, whose population is for the most part adjacent to the local metalworks, shipbuilding and tailoring industry.
Many activists took the start of the uprising of September 1891 as a signal to take action and go out into the streets with banners, pamphlets and signs. The uprising lasted a week, and the protests didn't quell for three days longer. They were, however, brought to a gruesome and tragic end when the Imperial Navy shelled southern Iron Shore with artillery, leading to 37 deaths and a small part of the district being destroyed. It was later revealed by admiral Hempbruck in his speech on October 4th that the tragedy happened due to a communication error."
A. Banks, "Tide of Time"
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