When I awoke after my night in Sanity, South Dakota, the only physical souvenir that I was graced with was a black box filled with reddish-orange and golden-yellow cards. Stranger still, these cards were completely void of any text and their purpose eluded me at first. However, every now and then, I am compelled by a spirit of the town to pull one card of each color out of the box.
When this happens, words suddenly appear on the cards as they're pulled. These words often allude to an event, person, place, or thing which then relates to the story that this spirit is trying to tell through me. I've come to call this "séance storytelling," as even I don't know what story I'll be telling next...
...Here Are The Stories So Far...
• THE PIRATE and THE KING •
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