Into The Ravenous Maw: August 2018

"A Meditation On the Night Sky" is a creative nonfiction essay that I wrote this winter for my Digital Magazine Production class.

What is Going on Here?

You have journeyed for twelve days and twelve nights across vales, woods, and fells. Your rations have been reduced to crumbs and you had spent your last few mouthfuls of water to wash out a wound on your chest.

As the sun dips below the horizon you enter into the fabled Temple of Halor. A brick falls, missing your head by inches. Your body stiffens. Your breathing soars to a fever pitch. Out of the corner of your eye you see an inky tendril slash through the stale air. You wake up a moment later, flat on your aching back.

Living ropes coil at your head, spine, and calves. You are weightless for a moment before rolling onto a soft, wet pad: Halor's tongue.

You smile. You have entered...into the ravenous maw. If the archdemon Halor shall ever be slain, it shall be now, by you.

Follow Into the Ravenous Maw to vanquish Halor and save all you know and love.

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Friday, August 17, 2018

A Meditation On the Night Sky