♫ Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies.♫ “We have all heard the story of the Boy that Cried Wolf.” “A cautionary tale of a boy who learnt the impact of tricking others and telling lies. By attempting to … Read More
Knocking on the Door
Darkness, an expanse of nothing. Yet the visage of a door beckons El Mariachi forward. Guitar in hand, he plays as he moves towards the door. ♫ It’s getting dark, too dark to see. Feel I’m knocking on heaven’s door. … Read More
Death of the Mind
“Their reckoning awaits in the shadows of their own corruption.” The words of Gemini hang as she and El Mariachi Muerte observe the scene before them. A pastor preaching salvation to a crowd of desperate slum dwellers, eagerly lapping up … Read More
Bring Me Home
♫ ‘There’s not an ocean, a mountain or a world I haven’t seen like a shadow I’ve been living in my own reality.’ ♫ The catacombs of Anthesteria house the resting places of those that have gone before. Some, adorned … Read More
Every Breath You Take
♪ Every breath you take Every move you make Every bond you break Every step you take She’ll be watching you ♪ She’s waited for you with a vested interest in your lives, mi amigos. Noticing every twist and turn … Read More
Bloodstain
El Mariachi Muerte has his head bowed, sombrero hiding his face. His voice is wrought with pain as he speaks. “More than anyone else in OSW, maybe in all of Arcadia, I’ve felt the sting of losing that which you … Read More
Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For
Light streams through stained glass. El Mariachi Muerte stands in the doorway to an empty Church of Zion. “They are searching. But he makes sure they find what they are looking for.” “Not all that wander are lost. And not … Read More
The Seeker of the Pick
The Cabin is in tatters. Various hunting items strewn about. El Mariachi Muerte is on his hands and knees, searching. ♬ They call me The Seeker I’ve been searching low and high… ♬ “When you search for something that is … Read More