Our Darker Purpose
A Cauldron of Yesterdayers

On Narration • On Edgewood • On Cordy • On the Disappearance
On the Naming of Spiders • On Hallways • On Discretion • Some Harmless Markings
On Traditions • On Obsolete Operators • On Desks and the Great Surface
On Silence • Frothy the Dragon • Part Two • On Potato Politics
A Cauldron of Yesterdayers • On Reacquaintances • On Fortress Woundwort
On Void Closets and Friendships Past • On Dreams • On Theories
The Friendly Footstools • On Interruptions • Cyndar's Timekeeper • On Endurance
Goneril

  Sometimes things don't quite go the way you plan in Avidly Wild Games's Our Darker Purpose. You may not pickup the stuff you really want, a particularly useful item may be hidden behind something that will murder you right dead should you try to get it, and occasionally your food decides it's had enough of your face for the day and attempts to remove it by force.

  So, you know. The usual.

  Music to get yelled at by tubers by:

Music chased by a nightmarish beast of soup and gruel by (start at "Our protagonist didn't know how the nation of Yoghurt..."):

     

  

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