Monday, May 11, 2009
You couldn’t actually see the portal, the landscape looked the same, no matter where you were standing, if you walked north or south of the gateway, you continued on your travels unaware. If you walked into the portal on the other hand, the world changed completely, as it transported you to Whitewater in Archipelago, a city unlike no other. The talented, could learn to locate and navigate these portals. Nathaniel was one such person, tall, skinny, lank haired, shabbily clothed, as unassuming as a person could be, his only moniker a cigar permanently adhered to the right of his mouth.