I don’t make New Years resolutions, but if I had it was to Game more. Now, that may seem strange, because it’s such a time sink, and most of the world is making an effort to game less, but I feel that there’s a creativity in gaming, if you can find the right game, and inspiration to be found through frolicking in strange and wonderful, fantastical lands.
Gaming is something I’ve done for most of my life and in a previous life I spent a lot of time in World of Warcraft. For a creative outlet project I wrote a blog as one of my characters, to explore the world as she saw it, rather than as I saw it. Of course, the result is fan fiction. I am going to share what is effectively a short story from that blog. A homage to my hardcore gaming days and my once great passion for WoW.
I woke slowly, swimming my way to the surface of a very deep sleep. My limbs felt heavy and I was supremely relaxed. I let the feeling wash over me, luxuriating in it as my mind rediscovered the body in which it lived. I became aware that I was lying on something firm, and warm, not a pillow, it rose and fell ever so slightly, ever so slowly, my right arm flung over it. Then I noticed a weight, wrapped around my torso. I felt safe, drifting on the edge of sleep, the last thing I wanted to do was open my eyes, but the sensible part of me told me I should at least investigate. I sighed and allowed my eyes to float open, taking a minute to focus. Read the rest of this entry