Website Maintenance Underway
Like any world that has continued to grow and mature over time, Lithoterria itself has continued to evolve. With the growth of recent chapters, it has given me a clearer understanding of the experience I hope to create, and this period of maintenance is dedicated to strengthening those foundations.
Jul 14
Gains of the Graceless | Part One
A letter written in a beautiful script and perfumed with the scent of basil and lavender from the few botanicals left tucked within the envelope.
Jul 10
Price of Honor | Part Six | Conclusion
This letter was pinned to the square of New Ashen by unseen hands. It is worn, tattered, but boldly displayed until a guard rips it down and tosses it to the side.
"Mother, Dearest Mother,
If this letter reaches you... Then it probably means I never made it home despite my best efforts."
Jul 3
The Price of Honor | Part Five
On the edge of town, cast aside by the winds until it met the nook of a tree lays a single page. The script is written with haste.
"Mother,
I have uncovered what the captain is doing. "
Jun 20
The Price of Honor | Part Four
Tucked beneath a rock on the edges of New Ashen, near the abandoned cathedral a tattered, nearly burnt letter sits in an empty pew.
"Mother,
I wish I had never joined the men of the Outlook. "
Jun 5
Price of Honor | Part Three
A crumbled up letter, smudged at the edges with soot lay discarded outside of the guard barracks within New Ashen.
"Mother,
Routines and events around the Outlook are... Different now.
Orders only come late at night or the early hours before dawn now. Hushed directions whispered between the captain and the quartermaster that seem to distance himself from myself and my comrades when we get brief respite around the fire..."
May 24
The Price of Honor | Part Two
"Mother,
Something happened tonight. Something that is sitting poorly with me as the hours wind on..."
May 14
