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      14. The Trail

      by certher Flies first. That’s what I hear. Not birds, not wind. Flies making circles in the air somewhere behind me, back where the cabin sits rotting with bodies that don’t matter anymore because they’re already gone and I can’t fix gone. The mud smells like iron and wet leaves. My hands are still crusted dark, knuckles split open from hitting things I don’t fully remember hitting. The rampage burned out somewhere in the night. Left me hollow. I’m sitting against a tree I don’t remember choosing,…
    • by certher I stumbled out of the dungeon and realized I’d come out on the far side instead of back where I started. Without thinking I walked on. I crossed the river barefoot, felt the cool water rush around my ankles, and climbed onto a grassy bank. Fields rolled out before me. A few kilometers on I spotted something that looked like a camp and a lone hut at the tree line. I had no map so I made that my destination. As I walked I noticed the place felt more alive than the last zone. Tiny birds flitted through the…
    • by certher My exp bar rocketed to sixty percent in a blink; that’s what happens when you kill a boss several levels above you. My legs buckled. The sword clanged away and I sank to my knees, then flattened onto my back. Pain roared through cracked ribs and a jaw that felt like loose gravel. Every breath came thin and sharp. I shut my eyes, tried to think past the hurt, failed. A chime cut through the ringing in my ears. I blinked and a bright panel burst open above me, spinning icons like a casino reel. Pick…
    • by certher The last boss fight nearly broke me, so the level up felt like a gift. Maybe this was the luck stat doing its job. If Rootclaw venom still burned in my leg I would be finished. I have nothing in the pocket that clears poison. That has to change. Levels will slow from here; weeks or months might pass before the next jump. I cannot depend on last-second boosts. I exhaled, tightened my grip, and hit Y. As i expected, white light swallowed me. The glow thinned, leaving me in a round chamber ringed by…
    • by certher The jungle finally thinned enough for sunlight to stab through the leaves like spotlights. A cold ribbon of water hissed somewhere ahead, so I kept to the sound until the trees broke apart at a sandy bank. The river flowed bright and quick, clear enough to see smooth stones sliding under the surface. I knelt, scooped a handful, and drank. No chemical bite, no sudden burn in my throat. Good enough. Another drink chased away the dry taste of apples and dust. A faint line flickered in the corner of my…
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