The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[The Bookwyrm he/him]

Bookwyrm screamed in pain and collapsed.

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

A Ghanderflaffle came and said hello, the ghanderflaffle way.

[The Bookwyrm he/him]

Bookwyrm was too busy falling unconscious to notice.

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

It rubbed against him, it's scales flaying his flesh.

[EmulatonStromenkiin he/him]

The Ghanderflaffle liked having flesh, so it stopped rubbing against Bookwyrm's scales.

[NameIess]

The last thing Bookwyrm saw before falling unconscious was the mysterious attacker fading back into the shadows, sword dripping blood.

[The Bookwyrm he/him]

Another mysterious figure appeared and took Bookwyrm away.

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

He gave him to the shard of whimsy to heal him.

[NameIess]

Whimsy got bored halfway through healing Bookwyrm, so he became stuck in a state of half-consciousness.

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

It was almost as excrusiating as existing from a hivemine, after never having thought at all.

[NameIess]

Bookwyrm was lucky to have gained such a state of enlightenment, gaining knowledge that no one had ever gained before. Such as the meaning of the word ‘excrusiating’

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

It was far more painful and powerful than the plain, old, boring, 'excruciating'.

[The Bookwyrm he/him]

Bookwyrm narrated his pain away and began to heal fully.

[NameIess]

It took thirteen pages.

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

He would never forget the pain, it would still haunt him at times.

[The Bookwyrm he/him]

Bookwyrm stood up and looked around.

Where am I now? he thought. I need to find Eof....

[NameIess]

He was standing in an empty room, utterly devoid of anything.

[The Bookwyrm he/him]

Bookwyrm cautiously began to explore the room.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

While it seemed that it was empty, there was actually a two-legged stool in one corner. It didn't seem very important though.

[NameIess]

The stool held the secrets of the universe, but it had long ago given up hope that anyone would notice it.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

It was quite sad. It now spent its days in the "empty" room playing solitaire.

[NameIess]

It had never managed to win a single game.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

Indeed. It's time was spent more like this.

50%: Playing solitaire.

25%: Crying because they always lose solitaire.

24%: Crying because they were so lonely.

1%: Crying in frustration when adventurers passed it by, and didn't unlock it's secrets.

Since it couldn't speak, it couldn't tell anybody about the secrets it contained.

Edited October 6, 2022 by Sequence

[NameIess]

And since there was nothing besides the stool in the room, it even had to imagine the solitaire deck.

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

The stool also played poker.