November 23rd, 2004


Cry of the Banshee

Wow, I can't believe I still haven't finished my Otherworld stories. I thought these would spill out of me much more quickly, but life keeps getting in the way. So perhaps a recap is in order.

Once again, as always: if you are thinking of attending Otherworld, don't read anything but my first story. You won't enjoy your own adventure as much.

It's better to die on your feet than live on your knees
We Encounter Monsters
A Search for Magical Items
Adventurers in Orange
The Magical Land Grows Stranger
Danger and Battles Increase
The Court of Mirrors
We Lose a Friend
and now...

Cry of the Banshee

We finally made our way to the tavern for supper, only to find that chaos was taking place all over the area. Many of the townspeople had "Turned", as we started to call it. They had become opposites of themselves -- perhaps mirror images, I thought, as I remembered that today was the Day of Mirrors, a holy and magical day in this land. Worlds End had a lot more magic than other places in the country. Was this what happened here every Day of Mirrors, maybe?

We sat down at a table and one of the Gray brothers (the tavern's proprietors), hurried over. He seemed harried and upset -- though not so distracted that he forget to raise the price of our meals again. Then he asked us about people we'd encountered who had Turned, and if we could shed any light on what was happening. This was the first clue I had that whatever was going on, it was definitely not normal, even on this holy day. It was probably a curse of some sort.

"I'm glad at least you're still the same," I remarked to him. He agreed vehemently and with relief, then hurried off to try to keep things in order. I started eating. Things may be crazy, but it had been a grueling afternoon and I was hungry.
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I went grocery shopping yesterday! This was quite an achievement, given that I haven't gone since... umm... sometime in September? Probably. Maybe August. It was exactly two weeks ago that I posted about how I desperately needed to go shopping, but I still didn't make it until last night.

I hit every aisle -- well, except for the one with all those vegetables and stuff in it. Apparently I have no intention of cooking though. I didn't even realize it until I was unpacking my purchases, but I didn't buy anything that wasn't either ready-to-eat or microwave-and-serve.

That's okay though, I'm happy. My fridge is filled with diet pepsi and propel water, my cupboards are bursting with breakfast bars and cereal, and my freezer has plenty of lean cuisines and frozen meals. The cats have lots to eat, and I can even (finally) change their kitty litter! (We'll all be happier when that happens.)

So all is well in my kitchen. I even brought my lunch to work today (tunafish lunch kit, yummy). Yay me!