The days are shorter. The dark is more intense. Cold sinks into my bones and I become aware of this world. I have been lost in my worlds, in the dreams of my mind. I feel as though I am waking from a hibernation.
And over this time, tales have come. New characters to take through adventures. Now, I go to follow and to document – while the world creeps into sleep, I walk in my dreams.
Waking with the sun, I hope to bring these stories with me.