A Nameless Small Town

Arriving at the first sign of civilization in this barren wasteland, Richard stopped to observe before he walked in. The place wasn’t big, with only about a hundred buildings, and most houses had just four walls and a roof. Even the biggest building, a two-storey commercial place of some sort, looked shabbier than Norland’s slums.

It was instead the translucent black barrier that piqued his interest. It wasn’t nearly as simple as he’d first assumed, and the colour came from the fact that it was blocking the distortion in the laws all around it in the same way as a Lighthouse of Time could. Within the curtain, the town was clearly much more comfortable for beings of order.

A group of people walked out from the town, four human and three other humanoids with bestial heads and tentacled...