Miscellaneous
Without Chessman's fruitless song references to distract them, the boys center themselves, tighten their headbands, and construct the best swashbuckling setting the Earth has ever seen. A large inland sea has been locked in perpetual daylight for decades, and humans, as well as most of the gods, are stumped as to what to do. Who will take the helm of the sun galleon in the sky and steer her westward once again? And what's that scheming Night God up to? Prompt words: Curse. Swashbuckling. Sunlight. Reach out to the Lore Lads on twitter @lorelads or at thirtyminuteworlds@gmail.com.Our amazing artist is Chelle Torre--follow her on twitter @jovialparadox