Well this is your old pal Story again. Savage Henry instructed me to let all you kiddies know that he had run off to Mexico for a couple of weeks. So im sure that hes having a blast doing all the things a young, american male is supposed to do south of the border: getting robbed, drinking mescal, buying shitty nick-nacks, purchasing cage dancers for a dollar a dozen, getting blackmailed, harrassed and arrested by the local authorities, breaking out his way out of mexican prisons, and generally having a bang up time.
Oh, and somewhere in between all that he's supposed to go visit some ruins for school or something like that.
So, there ya go. He's also instructed me to tell anyone who reads this that they must now engage in acts of debauchery the likes of which this planet has never seen!!!!!!
THISSSSS HE COMMANDS!!!!!!!!!
Oh, and somewhere in between all that he's supposed to go visit some ruins for school or something like that.
So, there ya go. He's also instructed me to tell anyone who reads this that they must now engage in acts of debauchery the likes of which this planet has never seen!!!!!!
THISSSSS HE COMMANDS!!!!!!!!!
He had been given goals to accomplish, with greath reward, or fail at, with great retribution, while the Other was away. But he began to suspect that fate, and perhaps the town itself, had conspired against him to prevent this from happening. At every turn, it seemed, there were beings or situations that kept him from attaining his appointed tasks. Whether the beings were friend or foe. Whether the situation was accidental or self made. The fact remained, the boy would have to overcome these obstacles and face the demons that held him back. And soon, for the Other would return before the moon was new........................