Xeresgate
You hastily continue toward Xeret's Loch, driven by pure hunger. You can only imagine the sumptuous dishes that await you there, open and unguarded... just waiting for a fellow like you to come along and snatch them up!
Your tongue hangs loosely from your mouth as you imagine all that could be before you. It is not long before you've attained the next horizon... and the next... and the next.
By now, you grow faint with hunger, never having had to go without for very long, as you could steal whatever you wanted. By the time you reach the next horizon, your dimming vision sees the faintest whisp of smoke over yet one more horizon. Even though the smoke could be the exhaust from some kindly villager's oven, you never make it.
You collapse, faint, in your tracks a mere half of a horizon away from the source of the smoke.
The next porcine travelers to come across your emaciated carcass (which, while rotting, has lost its invisibility) remark with whimsy to each other how they absolutely must try the diet that he was on!
Your tongue hangs loosely from your mouth as you imagine all that could be before you. It is not long before you've attained the next horizon... and the next... and the next.
By now, you grow faint with hunger, never having had to go without for very long, as you could steal whatever you wanted. By the time you reach the next horizon, your dimming vision sees the faintest whisp of smoke over yet one more horizon. Even though the smoke could be the exhaust from some kindly villager's oven, you never make it.
You collapse, faint, in your tracks a mere half of a horizon away from the source of the smoke.
The next porcine travelers to come across your emaciated carcass (which, while rotting, has lost its invisibility) remark with whimsy to each other how they absolutely must try the diet that he was on!
