The absolute worst part of the apocalypse was not the difficulty of finding food, trying to deal with diseases like a cold with limited or no medicine or the lack of reliable human contacts.
FFM 2020 4: A Rhombus Artifact
Kasia yawned. Some others did as well, but Kasia did not bother hiding it. Cuarto fixed a glare on her only to receive a nonchalant cock of an eyebrow in return; Kasia knew that she could not get kicked out of the team just for showing how fed up she was to be standing at a dusty excavation site on an early Friday morning listening to a delusional speech.
FFM 2020 3: Allana’s Secret
If Allana ever told anyone that the whole thing with mysterious marble dude began with one of the marbles she carried with herself dropping when she was tying a knocked out burglar, she would have been laughed at.
FFM 2020 2: Mother Earth Dying
We knew immediately that restoring our planet would be the biggest challenge humanity had ever had, but we were up to the task.
FFM 2020 1: Refugees
While our humanitarian work was a point of pride for Earth, I must admit that the system took a heavy hit when our allies, the Glieseans, lost their home planet in the Gliese 667 system. With a planet and population far bigger than our own, even when the rest of the Inter-Galactic Union (IGU) did their part in taking refugees in, we were stretched thin.
Currently on art: Q2 2020 stats, Prose-ject 2020 and the end of Suntuubi
This is the first Currently on art update that I've written on WordPress. If you have been following me on DeviantArt, you know that I'm migrating away from there due to its new UI, Eclipse, due to reasons including poorly handled literature and heavy eye strain (I think I will never figure out how exactly they managed to pull that off when I have literally never had eye strain at my computer).
Prose-ject 2020 30: The Journey’s End
At first, my blade-to-blade battle with the ghoul went well. We were evenly matched, with the ghoul having become slightly rusty with no challengers while I had honed myself for months. When it came to magic, I was having more trouble, but the Harmony Blade kept me safe.
Prose-ject 2020 29: A Departing Scout
Jeff was leaving on a scouting round again. He said that he had seen an interesting new building which we might be able to blow up if we got close enough. While it certainly was a provocation to the invaders, with all the known underground sanctuaries already either destroyed or flooded until they were underwater, we were safe. It would definitely send a message: We may hide, but we are not defenseless. You are not welcome here.
Prose-ject 2020 28: A Break at a Lake
After some rough battles while trying to get on the other side, we were able to stop at a cabin by the lake at the foot of the mountains we had just come from.
Prose-ject 2020 27: No Place Like Home
They say that there's no place like home. I say that they're right.
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