Foxing
(You) are a newly graduated Foxer, carrying a secret identity: you’re a dream walker; a so-called mutant. When the Church discovers your abilities you’re pressed into service and sent beyond the walls of Enclave. There you encounter another dream walker, who just so happens to be your sworn enemy. Written with love. A /hmofa/ epic.
Foxing lives on autononymous.io and updates every Friday beginning 3/14
Special thanks to the following people:
>Ryan K
>Ryan M
>SavantGuarde
>Erika
>A Smiling Face
>7oomer
>/hmofa/
>(you), the reader
Without those people Foxing would not be a reality; more a dream trapped within a dream, one that would never come to fruition.
I leave you all with a stanza of a poem by Alan Seeger, one of the great poets of the first world war, whose architecture, technologies, fashions, attitudes, and more, helped inspire Foxing.
I have a rendezvous with Death
At some disputed barricade,
When Spring comes back with rustling shade
And apple-blossoms fill the air—
I have a rendezvous with Death
When Spring brings back blue days and fair.