Oh boy!  … Your Chaotican Writing buddy is at it again.

The gears are turning, steel against steel. The constant ticks of clockwork create an almost mesmerizing rhythm that both stirs the productive soul and lulls a drifting mind to sleep. The artificers laboratory is alive as ever. Machines whir in the backdrop as clicks of fingers against keys typing up yet another series of words. Words with meaning. Evocation magic locked within disparate letters brought from chaos to order.

Except this time, instead of the run of the mill typing of articles about worldbuilding and other things, I’m filling a massive steel vat with standalone words. Concepts, raw materials, clever ideas, colorful adjectives, and other lovely things. What comes out of the tap will astonish you. Captivate the deepest recesses of your creative spirit. Inspire new realms of thought.