Horizon Zero Dawn is Aloy’s story, and “A Gift From the Past” is our introduction to her. It is our first time watching her interact with the world and hearing her thoughts about what she experiences. It characterizes the woman…
Between the fireplace and old quilts, we shook the chill from the rain. The photo albums our aunts pulled out for Holly warmed the rest of me. “I’m sure you recognize this gangly thing.” Our aunt Gia pointed at a…
After Inquisition threw a wrench into the history of Thedas with gods, titans, and an artificial Veil, a lot of information that I previously overlooked is coming back around with new implications. One of those is the Gangue. The Gangue…
God, she still smelled the same—a hint of that cotton blossom perfume on her skin and fresh sheets in her knit. Like getting tucked into a warm, soft bed. Her body was rigid between my arms, all wiry muscle on…
I finally finished Tevinter Nights, and while the book was mostly introducing intrigue, groups, and (possibly) individuals for the next game, while I was reading “The Dread Wolf Take You” I had a couple of interesting thoughts. Or maybe connections…
The dark and rain didn’t help my navigation. Holly found the last building—an old warehouse barely standing—and started counting turn-offs on her fingers. Something knotted in the pit of my stomach. She tugged my shirt and pointed to a dirt…
The bridge was in much better condition than the roads—surprising in no-man’s-land like Korena. I pulled on the empty stretch and tried to beat the storm as the winds buffeted. I flew down the lane, the guardrails blurring to the…
When the trailers started dropping for Greedfall, I think most of us saw the indigenous people heralded as the “crazy animist natives are just as bad as the colonizers” and backed all the way off. I avoided the game for…
Mountains covered in ancient trees towered over the winding road and banks of mist meandered across the pavement as I drove through a rainforest of vine and moss. Almost home . . . My rust stain of a car groaned…
The padded walls didn’t deafen our screaming. My ears ached from my voice as much as hers. “I’m your fucking mother!” Jinx howled. Under the fury, she was as haggard as I’d ever seen her—which was an accomplishment. A bad…