“… WZE-0855 Draknel hung in the sky, a globular nightmare staring down at him hiding beneath a lonely shadow.” Little more than passing neighbors in the void, Kyn’hnul and Nyn’vel become entwined in each other’s gravity. An event no one thought possible. The passing celestial does just enough to make the two planets inseparable. Nyn’vel, …
Right from the beginning of Exile Machine, we’re injected into a place that’s unnatural. The lack of daylight and the struggle for warmth and permanence are disruptive to the circadian rhythm of our mind. Aric, the main character, waits beneath a scarred tree. Hacked and hewn for firewood, the tree is a symbol for everything …
The Land of Dark Idols — itself, the name of something unused and missing from even the most well-read of audiences, is framed in loss. The unplanned passing of a loved one. The absence of care. As well as the self-determinism of leaving things behind. And the search for the familiar in a new location. …
>// Transcription Begins Zombie? No. Cyborg? Only in the most generic sense. Maybe an automaton? Nope. Old grandma is still out there somewhere, and I’m told she still remembers me lifting credits off the low-grade Shen in her wrist. She must be two hundred years old now. Just as bitter as the first time she …
