While time and the cycle of days was a bit strange on the Epicenter, just another facet of normality one had to forget to survive, the island still had the turning of light to night and back again. Such as it was now, the forest floor illuminated by the simple glow of a dimmer star above, though Pria still simply called it a moon to make her life a little easier. A life that had carried Pria to walk idly through the trees at least a mile from the nearest outpost, the night time granting her a re

By taking the leaves of the sleeping root and grinding them into a fine paste, they make for a fine additive in -
 
 
  Grroouuuhl…
 
 
  They make for a fine additive in -
 
 
  GLROOOUUUHAAOOOOL
 
 
  “Argh!” Pria, sat at her desk, leans away from her studies and into her chair, throwing her head back in the same motion to let out her irritated cry. She’d been tasked with reading a few chapters o

By taking the leaves of the sleeping root and grinding them into a fine paste, they make for a fine additive in -
 
 
  Grroouuuhl…
 
 
  They make for a fine additive in -
 
 
  GLROOOUUUHAAOOOOL
 
 
  “Argh!” Pria, sat at her desk, leans away from her studies and into her chair, throwing her head back in the same motion to let out her irritated cry. She’d been tasked with reading a few chapters o

There was a peculiar thing about the woman Sunshine, or perhaps the many things that were Sunshine. Within her mind were many minds, dozens of personalities that often identified themselves as Sunshine. Each one was a touch unique, and each personality had to it their own appearance. With the help of some magic, using thoughts to shape new bodies that each personality could inhabit. It was akin to cloning, but with the caveat that so long as one remained, all their minds remained alive and we