Mountains and Valleys - A Qud Story | Chapter 1
Chapter 1 A wanderer stumbles, chastised under the blinding sun. Her limbs are heavy, full of sleep, her mind clouding as the simple release of dreams swim to her vision. Mirage-images flicker, all too promising. A crowd of people in the desert. The absurdity makes her laugh, like a harsh bark - a sound from deep inside that pulls her weary body and distressed mind into the waiting darkness of exhaustion. It is cold, down here. Away from sensation. Her dreams are not peaceful as they chase her back into the recesses of consciousness. All sharp angles and buzzing talk. Intelligent things. Above that, behind the gnawing metal prongs strangling her mind; something dark and twisting. There is pain, a familiar pain, the shock running through her. Around her, coalescing; a shifting vision - the salt desert under high sun and crumbling, vinestreaked ruins meshing inexorably until the strange dream-clarity takes over and she is plunged icily into the scene of flesh rending and reknitting, shak...