Roleplaying since high school, which is too far back to think about.
Like Tragedy, but Pointless
Rough sketch. Original snippet. An emotionless funerial procession moving in reverse, pulling the celebrant out of the ground and carrying him solemnly to his home, where he will awaken old and sickly but soon he will begin growing younger, less wise, and slowly forgetting all his skills and abilities. In distant lands, people live their lives in the other direction - that sounds backward to you and me - but no one can tell which is sadder.
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