The fire dies down as Selethen Varzakk’s caravan settles in for the long night, their stories concluded. There will be another journey tomorrow, more tales to tell. But those will be other stories around a different fire. This night, and these stories are now as silent as the stars that shine down on the ruins of a tower that watches over the level sands.
That concludes the game. Letters sent after this will be considered part of the epilogue. There will be a few more posts to sum up some behind-the-scenes thoughts, after a short break, and I’m working on the book. Thanks to everyone who participated!