Words as True as Sublime

Ye birds of the air, come listen to me
for I know how to sing. Let me tell you
in plain, you're a nice pack of dunces.
List to the harmony floating along that
cuts me deep. Come hand me my bow,
as my gray beard is bowed on my breast.
Till I let fly my arrow, be consoled as
I am, Mr. "Good Time," so often making
scrap-books in the dark. I will let you
see how to keep up the charm, or dance
and play cards. I'm born to reign very
respectfully, and beg pardon for intruding.
I know what's what, as I warble sweet
songs pirouetting far wide of the mark.

Come Play with Me

Published: September 2026

Anna wonders what Reynolds could possibly see in that stuck-up Mimmie. Isn’t Anna such a sweet girl, so eager and vivacious?

Bard Song: Trinkets

Published: October 2026

Choose a trinket, adventurer, or roll a d21 and let the fates decide.

Visions of Mimmie

Is it love, lust, or blonde idolatry? Not even Reynolds knows the true depth of his feelings for Mimmie.