Category Archives: gamer blues

The stairs were an uphill struggle. So many of them. But he met me in the desolate, dark street, steering us away from the threat of a frightened skunk staring at us with its dark marble eyes.

Protecting me from the unknown dangers that partly exist in the horrific nightmares of the soul and daggers in jacket pockets concealed from the exposure of street lights and moon.

“I am the champion,” he gleamed as we continued to climb.

“Of?” I ventured, slightly preoccupied with the thought of research and the haphazard annoyance of APA format.

“The world! I completed all of the quests.”

“Now what will you do?” I teased, imagining our curled, happy forms watching rented movies or perhaps discussing the private details of our professional days, hands entwined.

“I have two expansion packs to install! With more quests! Another complete world with more adventures!” he answered.

My visions dissipated without bitterness, but defeat that should have been divined from the very start of our conversation.