“Everyone knows ol’ Sandy. Great guy, loves kids, good in a scrap. Always gets about with that ridiculous hat on, and in red, though.” Sandy remembers the World That Was, before fire licked the sky and the cold came. He remembers green plastic trees and brightly blinking lights, he remembers what hot cocoa tasted like, he remembers when gifts were given just because you were friends. He sheds a tear for all these things, and tries to bring just a glimmer of brightness into the World That Is. He’s a Ruin-Runner by trade, able to get into old buildings and find ways out again, his sack full of goodies. If he were anyone else, he’d be rich by now. But Sandy, when he’s a-jingle with loot, spends it on old toys and batteries, kids’ stuff. And then he leaves it in peoples’ houses, where the kids will find it. He’s never to be found in the morning, and no-one can ever prove it was him, but savvy parents occasionally leave a beer and some biscuits out if they know he’s been in town. They’re not there in the morning. So spare a thought this Apocalypsmas for Sandy Klaaz. He deserves a better world than the one he’s leaving us, but he’s doing his best. (Originally posted on Game Masters Stash on 25 December 2018) Categories All Comments are closed.
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