Seest thou yon dreary Plain, forlorn and wilde,
The seat of desolation, voyd of light,
Save what the glimmering of these livid flames
Casts pale and dreadful? Thither let us tend
From off the tossing of these fiery waves,
There rest, if any rest can harbour there,
And reassembling our afflicted Powers,
Consult how we may henceforth most offend

[Torrent]

A personal note:
Over the past few months we’ve increased our staff from the original 4 to a stunning 6 members, and in the past week conflicting opinions and lack of resolve has led us to return to the original 4 members.
Though we have lost resources, and even friendship in one case, the bonds binding our original staff are very strong, and the wisdom and experience we’ve all collected makes for an impressive team.
Check the staff page to see who’s still around.

Despite what I’ve said before, we’ve decided it’s time to continue working on these.
And so, without further ado…
[Torrent]