This is a Story- that’s all I really got, I’m kinda free falling it. Like in the sense it’s not so much planned out instead it’s written in bits and pieces and I am letting it unfold on it’s own. If it reads like there are gaps that is probably how it is. Think of it like an episodic journal or something of the character Alexi as he travels along in The Brink.
Each entry is either a memory of some sort, a lamenting thought or something internalized by Alexi as he travels. I am not entirely sure their exact purpose in the scheme of the plot if any, so yeah.