In the dead of night we come upon the castle. We are an army. An army of the forgotten. An army of the usurped, the persecuted and betrayed. We have brooked long lockdowns and isolation, to the point where we almost became locked down at heart. But always within the heart there is a spark,... Continue Reading →
Chronicles of Lockdownia 16: Deep within the Dragon’s Lair
Dear Children, I write to you from deep within the Dragon's Lair, with heavy news. Though the news I write to you is sad, I do not want you to be sad for long. I only write to say, I visited a Dragon yesterday. The Dragon needs my help to defeat the evil Wizard, Koronin.... Continue Reading →
Chronicles of Lockdownia #15: The Stone Castle
The Journey this far North has been graciously uneventful. In every town we stopped, we were welcomed. We vaccinated everyone we could, instructing them with joy that in a matter of weeks they would be able to step out into the sunshine and enjoy life in the Spring once more. Of course, this depends on... Continue Reading →
Chronicles of Lockdownia #13: Erasmus’ Funeral
After the feasting and celebration following General Vector's defeat, the next day, in stark contrast, was solemn. Even the sun seemed to be muted by high cloud, though it shone defiantly all day long upon the sombre proceedings. Remembering Erasmus As Head of State, I led the funeral procession down from the castle to the... Continue Reading →
Chronicles of Lockdownia #11: Vaccine Drive
The news of Erasmus' death and the capture of his castle hit me hard, like a cannonball to the chest. We would have to take action without delay to avoid the further advance of Koronin's forces. Luckily, the Fates had granted us a fighting chance: the runner who came to us with news of Erasmus'... Continue Reading →
Chronicles of Lockdownia #9: The King Mother
As we settle down into our routine in the Summer Palace of the Southlands, I find that my biggest daily challenge comes from the overbearing presence of the King's Mother. To understand fully my frustrations, you must first understand that the King and I are joint Regents of this Kingdom: I from the North and... Continue Reading →
Chronicles of Lockdownia #2: A Queen Under Pressure
Until very recently, the term 'under pressure' had meant something gruesomely literal to me. It is common practice within Lockdownia to 'press' miscreants with heavy stones laid upon the chest until they either confess their treacherous deeds, or give up the ghost. Under my rule, of course, such barbarism would not be tolerated. But the... Continue Reading →