The Burning Hand

A few years ago, the Burning Hand was formed out of a dream. It was a vision of insurrection, as a group of rebels and misfits united behind the leadership of a young but charismatic woman to oppose the tyranny of an oppressive government. Marked by a simple sign on their right hand, the faithful of the Burning Hand conducted themselves with courage in battles across the countryside.

Their cry, repeated by every one of them, was "Join the Burning Hand and follow me to victory!" Nothing could stop them, so long as they had that cry. But the struggle was long and costly, and as each dream gave way to the morning dawn, the sense of desperation grew. Perhaps, despite everything they had worked for, the Burning Hand was doomed to fail.

Was this some warped vision of what was to come? Or was it a warning; a call to arms of a different sort? The fight of the Burning Hand occurred too late, after most everyone had given up hope. Once the shooting begins, it is too late. You can only hope for survival and a new beginning. For true victory, the Burning Hand must form before the world has fallen to desperation.

So, here it is. Though our world is often full of idiotic actions and futile gestures, we've still got hope left. The Burning Hand is a place for us to do something worthwhile. Whether it is rant, pontificate, show off our dreams and our aspirations and our simple creations, or simply to gather and complain, this is the place to do it.

We build our numbers one person at a time. Take a look at what we have to say, and drop us a line if you have something to contribute. Join the Burning Hand and follow me to victory!