After the third keg fell to the floor, the entire tavern turned its attention to the stout dwarf, standing proud atop a stool, who had tossed it. As more rounds were poured, the cheering got louder until his constitution failed him, leaving him strewn out on the floor.
#vss365 #writing #constitution

The thudding of boots echoes across the tunnel walls as the expedition inches forward. Two young men take the helm, sharing a nervous smile as they enter the mouth of a large cave. For a moment, there is silence, then a shattered lantern flies out from the darkness.
#vss365 #writing #lantern

Feet digging into the loose sand, Exx tirelessly trekked across the desert, brushing dusty sweat off their forehead. As their claws gripped the worn straps of a bulging pack—the only source of nutrients in miles—they wondered if their ceaseless wandering would last forever.
#vss365 #writing #wander

As the sun creeps slowly down, pushed softly by the lapping waves of night, the countryside rests. Miles from the city’s bright and encroaching maw, the stars begin to emerge overhead and any stray dust settles beside empty gravel roads. In its peace, the world becomes still.
#vss365 #writing #dusk

I just got reminded of the controversy around Target making the toy section gender-neutral and the number of adults who failed to understand how children are affected by strict modes of thought still doesn't cease to amaze me.

I rolled a D4 to see how many years until Twitter will die. Now all we have to do is wait three years.