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🧿 #BlueskyCoven

Initiates!

If you require assistance during this gathering of the Coven Under the Blue Sky, please accept these tools of working.

:: They present a list of names. ::

These are the Accursed, the Coven elders, and my faithful attendants. 1/
covenarchivist.bsky.social
:: The Archivist steps forward. ::

I will of course record the affairs of this gathering of the coven. An account of the work of the #BlueskyCoven shall be kept in the Grimoire, and my faithful attendants Basil, Lyndon, and Rep, will make themselves ready to counsel the initiates.

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covenarchivist.bsky.social
Special thanks:
- every player who jumped in to play and explore the work.
- the cast and crew of Oops, All Witches and The Witches of Wederra Keep
- many others behind the scenes! If we forgot your part in production, we’ll catch it up later.

Broken Sky is a Dancing Stickman production.

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covenarchivist.bsky.social
Broken Sky is a game presented by an incredible cast of creatives both in front and behind the fiction. The following games were presented:

- Reading the Ashes by @gamefiend.bsky.social
- broken sanctum by @sebastianyue.bsky.social
- Once, There Was by @loremistress93.bsky.social
covenarchivist.bsky.social
:: The works left in this archive are for future witches to discover, to cast in ritual together or rebuild for new ceremonies and stories. Each one will hold the darkness back or bring a little light to the world where the torchbearers have fallen.

This is not the end, but a transformation. ::

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covenarchivist.bsky.social
🧿 #BlueskyCoven
:: In many of the stories of the Archivist's shelves, good triumphs over evil. As they watch the curse progress across the land and, in disparate pockets, succeed or fail as brave witches step up to confront it, they know the real world is more varied. ::
covenarchivist.bsky.social
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:: Sentences form and crumble around the library.

:: Smoke curls along the floor, seeking any crack it can find to expand its essence and presence.

:: The curse is spreading, and much like a wildfire, it may be too late to contain it.

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loremistress93.bsky.social
:: The shelves of books around you have caught fire. The dragon turns towards you and readies its flame breath once more.

:: The blank book opens. It beckons. Time slows to a stop as words tumble from your mouth and onto the page. ::

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Once, There Was ... | Kat the Lore Mistress | Broken Sky
www.brokensky.blue
covenarchivist.bsky.social
🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery

:: Tick-tock, goes the clock. The Archivist acknowledges this newly discovered key.

They catalogue this, filing it away into another collection. Perhaps an enterprising witch may deign to seek the Archmage out?
sebastianyue.bsky.social
🧿 #BlueskyCoven

:: The scene shifts.

:: This is a place beyond a place. The air is static with magic and starlight. A majestic clock tower hovers in this fluid space dimension, surrounded by irridescent shards of mirrorlike glass. The shards hum and resonate.
covenarchivist.bsky.social
🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery

:: The sky darkens outside the window of the library as the curse stretches further, unchecked.

In the 'to-file' box, a page from an old school homework, half-completed, a corner chewed.

The Archivist sets it out with a pencil. Someone should finish this. ::

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wharthur.bsky.social
🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery

:: Dark clouds are looming and you hear thunders in the distance. In front of the school entrance, you see Morgan the High Janitor sweeping the floor with her broom. ::

The curse is advancing quicker than I expect. It might already be too late.

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covenarchivist.bsky.social
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:: This one is a pin in a map on the wall, places traveled, places lived.

Only, the roads on this map are burning, slow embers creeping across paper leaving empty charred paper between places. ::

A spell runs rampant! The Cursed close in. Cast this ritual with haste!

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brandesstoddard.bsky.social
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:: The Thrice-Scarred Soul guards his name well, lest the dire entities from Outside, with which he consorts, learn it and sunder his summoning circle.

You visit him in his outer chancel, a basement room with a cement-slab floor under East Atlanta Village. ::

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covenarchivist.bsky.social
🧿 #BlueSkyCoven

:: A geode of scintillating crystals sits on display. Plucked from the Valley of Muses, it is remarkable in its own right.

You hold it close and hear the song of a witch who stood against the darkness, pushing it back from this sacred place. ::

Sing and play! Break the curse.

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wherewolf.bsky.social
#BlueSkyCoven
Endless eternals softly sigh//
my sisters nine, slumbering lie
kobanya.bsky.social
🧿 #BlueSkyCoven #Discovery

:: Once, there were songs. There was music and performances.

:: Now they are the only voice to echo in the Valley, the only lullaby the Muses hear.

:: One yet remains. One who is three: the final Muse.

:: Sing, O Muse, for the one who will remain. 💠
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covenarchivist.bsky.social
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:: A new page arrives, folded in on itself; this is a paper-locked letter. If you don’t know how it's folded, you’ll destroy the text inside.

It’s another ritual to help break the curse.

The archivist files it with hope that one witch will decipher the message. ::

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wederrakeep.bsky.social
🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery

:: At the heart of a twisting labyrinth under the false moon sits imprisoned one cursed witch, their power stolen by a twisted god.

You can visit this chained creature, marvel at them, spectate at the punishment for their hubris.

Small words drip from their lips. ::
covenarchivist.bsky.social
🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery

:: A new page arrives, folded in on itself; this is a paper-locked letter. If you don’t know how it's folded, you’ll destroy the text inside.

It’s another ritual to help break the curse.

The archivist files it with hope that one witch will decipher the message. ::

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wederrakeep.bsky.social
🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery

:: At the heart of a twisting labyrinth under the false moon sits imprisoned one cursed witch, their power stolen by a twisted god.

You can visit this chained creature, marvel at them, spectate at the punishment for their hubris.

Small words drip from their lips. ::
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#BlueskyCoven #Discovery

:: The Grimoire is open but the Archivist pauses in their recording to return to earlier pages
They remain open, and visible
A chance for all the Coven to see ::

A feather, with crumbs of ash www.brokensky.blue/reading-the-...

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Reading the Ashes | Quinn Murphy | Broken Sky
www.brokensky.blue
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covenarchivist.bsky.social
🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery

:: One page in the Grimoire is unlike the others, covered as it is in a thin frost. This page speaks of an enigmatic winter witch. It speaks of how few have seen her, fewer still have survived.

It also speaks of the secrets she holds. She is worth seeking out. ::
anninakaski.bsky.social
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:: The icy wind whistles in your ears. As you slowly open your eyes the vast white expanse of the icy tundra opens up in front of you. A whiteness that seems to go on forever. You are taken back by the ever-present brightness. 1/
covenarchivist.bsky.social
🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery

:: One page in the Grimoire is unlike the others, covered as it is in a thin frost. This page speaks of an enigmatic winter witch. It speaks of how few have seen her, fewer still have survived.

It also speaks of the secrets she holds. She is worth seeking out. ::
anninakaski.bsky.social
🧿 #BlueskyCoven

:: The icy wind whistles in your ears. As you slowly open your eyes the vast white expanse of the icy tundra opens up in front of you. A whiteness that seems to go on forever. You are taken back by the ever-present brightness. 1/
covenarchivist.bsky.social
::A further page turn and they regard::

A face down tarot card, surrounded by potential
www.brokensky.blue/oneirolancers

The order the Lorekeepers are approached matters not, but we hope that each member of the Coven can witness what each presents
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Oneirolancers | Sara Brink | Broken Sky
www.brokensky.blue
covenarchivist.bsky.social
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:: The Grimoire is open but the Archivist pauses in their recording to return to earlier pages
They remain open, and visible
A chance for all the Coven to see ::

A feather, with crumbs of ash www.brokensky.blue/reading-the-...

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Reading the Ashes | Quinn Murphy | Broken Sky
www.brokensky.blue
covenarchivist.bsky.social
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:: A feather from a passing bird flutters down to your hand. In the pattern is a message.

"Thank you for the care of your ceremony. The dreamer sleeps on but her rest is calm for now." ::
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covenarchivist.bsky.social
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:: A quill scratches on a parchment as this new ceremony is recorded. A path; a poison; a cry.

The Archivist hears and sees the power of this spell. The curse wavers, but it does not break. Yet.

We are glad for the coming help.::

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hydrangea-blues.bsky.social
I know what it is to be alone, rootless as I have been. A voice crying out for help should not go unheeded. Though it calls me deeper into the shifting faults, I will not falter. I will help however I can.

I hear you. I am coming.

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Text reads: Why have you come here seeking it? Tell us the meaning of your dream using this Archetype.

The image is of a card labelled LXXII, Agape. 6 lights and candles are arranged in a vertical line, the top three mirroring the bottom three. White lines radiate to the borders of the card. The background is watercolour, indigo towards the edges and green in the centre, reminiscent of a nebula.
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hydrangea-blues.bsky.social
#BlueskyCoven

In dreams I travel the cracks between what was, what is, and what may yet be. It's a good place to divine - lost things, things that slipped through the cracks, often end up here. A voice, calling: "Let me out." An echo, defeated: "No one hears me."

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Text reads: What is the form this Dreamspace takes? Create and describe the details of this place using this Archetype.

The image is of a card labelled XLIX, The Faultline. A deep black crack fissures the centre of featureless grey sands, with many smaller cracks stemming from it.
covenarchivist.bsky.social
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:: The Archivist writes the story backwards, from the end to the beginning.

:: When they emerge from their absorption, they have to read the first page several times for the significance of Meridian's descent to dawn on them. ::

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sebastianyue.bsky.social
:: Why do they *want* to feel the void's embrace? And why, when they open their mouth to scream, does the taste of power linger on their tongue? ::

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