Thank you for reading!
This is a very rough draft. If you've made it to the end, you have my sincerest gratitude. I know it was a very wild ride.
Ashes started as a short interactive fiction game I wrote in a game jam, a challenge to create a full game in three hours. I wanted to expand it because I felt there was more story to tell. There still is.
It's a bleaker story than I usually write, and maybe the darkest tale I've told.
I've always felt like rough drafts exist to tell yourself a story and see what it's really about. It takes time (and a lot of editing) to make them what they need to be.
I posted this as I wrote it, so every chapter is raw and a lot was a surprise even to me. It's been an interesting experiment, and one I don't know that I'll be repeating. You tell me. I love the immediacy of sharing the drafting process with all of you, but I also hate leaving you all with something that might be an unpolished disappointment.
Either way, it's been a pleasure. Your votes and comments mean more than you know.
I love you all. The world is a dark place sometimes, so be good to each other.
Until next time,
- T
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Ashes, Ashes
HorrorAfter Laurel's suicide, her oldest friends gather to fulfill her final request: Scatter her ashes at her family's remote old cabin, and drink to her memory. But as the night wears on, old grudges and dark secrets begin to emerge. And when one of the...
