Tag: Giannis Antetokounmpo

The entrance to the temple was built from large stones. Looking closer, Giannis could see that a single gemstone was embedded cleanly into the center of each. Rubies, sapphires, and chalcedonies shimmered underneath the purple light of the sky. Also on these stones were inscriptions in a language unknown to him, and, given the utterly…

Giannis was unsure how much time had passed, or, indeed, whether any time had passed at all. They had reached the base of the mountain, and from this vantage point, it seemed utterly unscalable. Sheer vertical faces of smooth rock stretched hundreds of feet into the air, and the parts of it that weren’t flat…

Time seemed to flow differently in this place. The alien landscape, while initially captivating due to its grotesque novelty, was easy to ignore; the cloudy, violet sky and brown, rocky ground did not vary. There was nothing that could be construed as a threat or even an object of interest. Giannis found his focus turned…

He was being sucked through a vortex of some sort. Swirling blues and reds flew by at an incredible rate of speed, and Giannis found it hard to keep his eyes open. Next to him, he could see the cloaked being that had opened this accursed portal; despite the high speeds, its cloak stayed still…

Giannis screamed. Lying, shivering, in the snowbank, he had no energy left to resist. The hooded figure approached him silently, no face visible beneath a robe made of some dark material, blacker than the deepest black. Once the apparition had reached where Giannis lay, he raised his hand in a beckon to be silent. “Don’t…

Giannis ran. The bratwursts had taken their toll on his body and mind. His shambling gait reflected none of the grace that was normally ever-present in his movements. Every step brought with it new pains of agony. “Bradley Center Bratwurst Barbarity” had entered its second portion, which consisted of participants running around the Bradley Center…