A Journey Begins
I'm just this guy, you know?
To expand on that, I am also the following...
- A former ficly member who is 38 years old and is schizoaffective (depressive type)
- Into creating languages and fantasy worlds from scratch
- A listener of audiobooks & good tunes
- Always too hard on myself
Bartholomew and Nicholas knew the time to hit the road was coming.
It was that season. Not only that, but the road was calling to them in a language few could understand.
They sold farm tools out of an old hearse. Not the most glamorous of jobs but a job that needed to be done.
Nicholas packed his suitcase tightly with every earthly thing he might need while Bartholomew preferred to travel light and only packed the bare essentials, which mostly consisted of matchbooks and cigarettes.
They took their time packing up the hearse with their belongings as to savor the taste of "home" even though it wasn't a very "homely" place.
It was little more than a shack, but it was all they needed during the off months and suited them well.
Bartholomew slammed the pack of the hearse shut and signaled to Nicholas that it was time that they be heading out.
Both men got in the car, promptly rolled down the windows and lit cigarettes before pulling out onto the country road that lay in front of their humble abode.
Prequels
No prequels yet. Why not write one?
Sequels
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ElshaHawk LoA
This prequel makes my guessing about zombies on the sequel sound insane.
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Jim Stitzel
It's not often that you see someone write a prequel, their own series or not. :)