I had some sort of power, it wasn’t completely reliable but it was useful. I was with a band of friends, or they looked like my friends anyway, but more rugged. As if we’d been through rough times, bad areas, and bad people. The world was dark and rocky. Grass barely grew. Trees were rare. Stone formations grew out of the earth like pillars, some leading down into deep mazes of caverns. Something had taken over or was trying to. The only enemy I remember actually seeing were skeleton-like beings. (continue reading…)