My name is Arram, and thank you for joining us for this bonus episode as we head into 2018.

I just want to take a second to say thank you to all of our listeners,

thank you to all of our Patreon supporters, and thank you to everyone who has picked up a copy of the God's Fall World Book,

whether in print or in PDF.

As we get ready to receive a very large shipment of books, we still have print copies available

at worldbook dot god's fall

dot com

so be sure to reserve yours before all one thousand are gone

i recently took part in a holiday gift exchange on the God's Fall fan run discord, the goal of which was to create some original art or an original story in the God's Fall universe from a fan's perspective.

And while I write God's Fall, I'm still a fan of it, a rather a proud fan of it.

So I thought I'd participate too, except, Minds Canyon.

So here is that short story now. I hope you enjoy it and happy new year. Oh, Oatmeal ran. His mind slowed everything around him as he dashed across fallen logs and bounded over trickling springs.

The god of speed outpaced countless animals, fast, strong creatures who knew these woods as well as he.

H was consumed by the rolling cloud of fire and smoke that was eating the ironwood from the center out. Trees exploded as their sap instantly vaporized and a piece of bark sliced across

Ottomel's shoulders spinning his head towards the sky. The God of the Sun hovered a mile above, a dark spot wreathed in fury and blinding light.

The Waldorf recovered his stride as priorcastic flow lapped at his heels, and he continued to run. Oh, The force gave way to a wide clearing with a shallow clear pond fed from deep underground. Ottomil instantly knew where he was.

His lungs roared with burning indignation

as he let out a small strain gasp.

At the far edge of the clearing stood a row of paper birch trees their white bark glowing pink as flame and death descended.

His eyes rested upon a pair near the center, taller than most standing together and apart from the others a full 50 feet past the edge of the clearing.

They were the Twins trees.

He had lain under those trees a few decades past when the twins first brought

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