Just checking to make sure Ello is still here.
Yep. Still here.
I should probably write something slightly more meaningful. As soon as I figure out what I really want to use this space for.
In the mean time, here, have an excerpt:
On the flats, the heat increases and after a few minutes the camels burst into flames. I have four of the miniature creatures pulling our chariot, and none of them seem at all concerned that they’re now on fire. I must have put them in the category of “burning undead” when I created them, which means the fire is just for show and won’t actually hurt them. At least I hope it won’t.
The flames do startle Geiger a bit, but she continues to hold on.
After a few moments, a ripple on the horizon resolves itself into a large, white monolith. I head straight for it.
Some time passes – I’m not sure how much, but I feel as though I’m about on the verge of bursting into flames, myself. For quite a while, the landmark ahead doesn’t seem to be getting any closer, but then the flats give way to an incline and I see that we’re almost on top of it.
The terrain is on a fairly gentle slope, but gets a bit more hilly the closer we get to the landmark. I look back and forth trying to see if I can spot Orpheus. I’m hoping he hasn’t gotten too far yet.
The monolith goes out of my view along with much of the rest of the terrain for a moment as we come up to a sandy hill. The camels slow down, but continue up the hill unabated. The white spire slowly reappears as we climb.
When we reach the top, I can see the entire monolith. What I don’t expect to see are the several figures that are huddled around it.
They seem to be wearing dark, heavy furs. Some of them seem to have metal chains draped about their persons. Not exactly the kind of apparel you want to have on in a desert. A couple of the figures turn and I realize they’re on motorcycles.
Why is there an apocalyptic biker gang squatting in the Wastes?