Heathenlands

So you’re going to The Heathenlands... you poor sunova bitch. Why’d you go and make a stupid decision like that? Don’t you know that it’s full of things that wanna suck your eyes out and use your bones as toothpicks? Well, I can’t say I blame you all that much. Ever since the blight came, everyone’s been leaving Ainatalami in droves. Like a damned evacuation, though I’d be hard pressed to give it that much organized credit. It’s a damned shit show for sure. No one knows who’s going where, new towns are being set up on a whim and none of the nations have a hold on what the hell is going on.   But with how the blight’s hit, I don’t blame them on that either. The blight killed everything. Plants, wildlife, hope... I watched farmland wither into nothingness just the same as old Ms. Honeywell’s little orchid she keeps in her window. It ain’t right, some unnatural disease, virus, whatever you call it. You hear that some people thing it was some... ‘magical’ mishap? Blaming it on them poor folk who happen to be different. Conspiracies left and right. Only truth of it is that no one knows why the hell it happened, just that it did. And for two years, no one’s been able to figure out why, or what to do, so people are just leaving. Well, most people – the smart ones are leaving, and the dumb ones, well...   ~ Norak The Traveler