the Heart
Today, I was the red wet heaven beneath the Spire. There are bees and deadwalkers, and an angel made of flesh.
A few weeks later, I will be the Heart again. This time, there is an illness called the Weeping Rot, and I have no control over it.
It is May 2024. It is not the first time I am the Heart.1
There was a previous attempt in February 2024, but none of us got it well enough to make it work. One of the players joined a later game and it sung. The Heart provides.↩