OneiraThere was a city here once. They say on the quiet nights, when you walk its streets, you can hear it dream of the sea, to turn a corner and find salt water up to your knees.
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Short Fiction |
Poetry |
Long Fiction |
Interactive |
In which Lucy enters the dreams of the drowned
A short tone piece, originally written to get a feel for the characters and setting of a story focused around the search for a missing person in the dreams of the dead and dying. Now an active game development project as I felt the story I was looking to tell was more suited to an interactive medium
Blatantly unfished, and less likely to get a revisit as I further change and repurpose the project this became. However, there are still things here i'm proud of, even if only the idea this helped create
