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Argh!

Getting there. Finally got the characters sorted out for Relativity, and now I just need to finalise the plots and do up the character sheets. Simple really... I wish.

This game is proving to be the hardest game I have ever written, and I think I know why.

Normally when I write a game, most of the work is already done. When I come up with a concept it just usually sits in the back of my head and is allowed to percolate. I don't actively do anything with the concept, but ideas come to me at various times and add themselves to the base concept. When I finally get around to submitting and writing the game, it's mostly already done inside my head and all I have to do is tweak it as I write it.

This one didn't happen like that. I came up with the idea while I was in Melbourne for Unicon in October while I was trying to come up with game ideas that fit the thee for this years Arcanacon. I came up with one of the plot lines then, but that's about it. I have had to force ideas for this one instead of letting them grow naturally (if that's the correct word for anything that comes out of my head) like they usually do.

However, I now have enough of it slotted together for the rest to fall into place as I write it. I am also feeling like I've overdosed on Doctor Who.

I have just over a week to "finish" it. The play test is scheduled in for Sunday afternoon next week (the 22nd) so that way I have a few days to tweak it before I actually fly down to Melbourne on Wednesday the 25th.

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Desert Rose

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of fire
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire

This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower
This rare perfume, is the sweet intoxication of the fall

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