Special thanks:
- every player who jumped in to play and explore the work.
- the cast and crew of Oops, All Witches and The Witches of Wederra Keep
- many others behind the scenes! If we forgot your part in production, we’ll catch it up later.
Broken Sky is a Dancing Stickman production.
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Director - @dancingstickman.com
Co-directors - @watermosaic.bsky.social, Ashlyn Sparrow
Stage management - Annette Moran
Illustration - Tegan Mack
Moderation - @kobanya.bsky.social, @poliwag.bsky.social, @reprobategamer.bsky.social
Writers - @antiquehorror.bsky.social, @jellyfishlines.itch.io
Additional Credits
The High Priestess - @nightlingbug.bsky.social
The Oracle - @jdragsky.bsky.social
Twin 1 - @dancingstickman.com
Twin 2 - @wederrakeep.bsky.social
Halla, the winter witch - @anninakaski.bsky.social
Plants - @dubhda.bsky.social, @keichiokami.itch.io @alyssavisscher.bsky.social
- The Merciless Snare of Sorcery by @brandesstoddard.bsky.social
- Hauntings at St. Comba's Academy by @wharthur.bsky.social
- Brewing Serendipity by @lalionnecosplay.bsky.social
- Grandmother Guide by @wederrakeep.bsky.social
- Mousikḗ by @kobanya.bsky.social
- Oneirolancers by @dancingstickman.com
Broken Sky is a game presented by an incredible cast of creatives both in front and behind the fiction. The following games were presented:
- Reading the Ashes by @gamefiend.bsky.social
- broken sanctum by @sebastianyue.bsky.social
- Once, There Was by @loremistress93.bsky.social
:: The works left in this archive are for future witches to discover, to cast in ritual together or rebuild for new ceremonies and stories. Each one will hold the darkness back or bring a little light to the world where the torchbearers have fallen.
This is not the end, but a transformation. ::
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🧿 #BlueskyCoven
:: In many of the stories of the Archivist's shelves, good triumphs over evil. As they watch the curse progress across the land and, in disparate pockets, succeed or fail as brave witches step up to confront it, they know the real world is more varied. ::
🧿 #BlueskyCoven
:: Sentences form and crumble around the library.
:: Smoke curls along the floor, seeking any crack it can find to expand its essence and presence.
:: The curse is spreading, and much like a wildfire, it may be too late to contain it.
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🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery
:: Tick-tock, goes the clock. The Archivist acknowledges this newly discovered key.
They catalogue this, filing it away into another collection. Perhaps an enterprising witch may deign to seek the Archmage out?
🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery
:: The sky darkens outside the window of the library as the curse stretches further, unchecked.
In the 'to-file' box, a page from an old school homework, half-completed, a corner chewed.
The Archivist sets it out with a pencil. Someone should finish this. ::
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🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery
:: This one is a pin in a map on the wall, places traveled, places lived.
Only, the roads on this map are burning, slow embers creeping across paper leaving empty charred paper between places. ::
A spell runs rampant! The Cursed close in. Cast this ritual with haste!
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🧿 #BlueSkyCoven
:: A geode of scintillating crystals sits on display. Plucked from the Valley of Muses, it is remarkable in its own right.
You hold it close and hear the song of a witch who stood against the darkness, pushing it back from this sacred place. ::
Sing and play! Break the curse.
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🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery
:: A new page arrives, folded in on itself; this is a paper-locked letter. If you don’t know how it's folded, you’ll destroy the text inside.
It’s another ritual to help break the curse.
The archivist files it with hope that one witch will decipher the message. ::
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🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery
:: A new page arrives, folded in on itself; this is a paper-locked letter. If you don’t know how it's folded, you’ll destroy the text inside.
It’s another ritual to help break the curse.
The archivist files it with hope that one witch will decipher the message. ::
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#BlueskyCoven #Discovery
:: The Grimoire is open but the Archivist pauses in their recording to return to earlier pages
They remain open, and visible
A chance for all the Coven to see ::
A feather, with crumbs of ash www.brokensky.blue/reading-the-...
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🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery
:: One page in the Grimoire is unlike the others, covered as it is in a thin frost. This page speaks of an enigmatic winter witch. It speaks of how few have seen her, fewer still have survived.
It also speaks of the secrets she holds. She is worth seeking out. ::
🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery
:: One page in the Grimoire is unlike the others, covered as it is in a thin frost. This page speaks of an enigmatic winter witch. It speaks of how few have seen her, fewer still have survived.
It also speaks of the secrets she holds. She is worth seeking out. ::
::A further page turn and they regard::
A face down tarot card, surrounded by potential
www.brokensky.blue/oneirolancers
The order the Lorekeepers are approached matters not, but we hope that each member of the Coven can witness what each presents
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::They turn the page and on the next::
An old leather bound book, stained from a potion
www.brokensky.blue/brewing-sere...
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#BlueskyCoven #Discovery
:: The Grimoire is open but the Archivist pauses in their recording to return to earlier pages
They remain open, and visible
A chance for all the Coven to see ::
A feather, with crumbs of ash www.brokensky.blue/reading-the-...
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:: A feather from a passing bird flutters down to your hand. In the pattern is a message.
"Thank you for the care of your ceremony. The dreamer sleeps on but her rest is calm for now." ::
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🧿 #BlueskyCoven
:: A quill scratches on a parchment as this new ceremony is recorded. A path; a poison; a cry.
The Archivist hears and sees the power of this spell. The curse wavers, but it does not break. Yet.
We are glad for the coming help.::
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#BlueskyCoven
In dreams I travel the cracks between what was, what is, and what may yet be. It's a good place to divine - lost things, things that slipped through the cracks, often end up here. A voice, calling: "Let me out." An echo, defeated: "No one hears me."
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🧿 #BlueskyCoven
:: The Archivist writes the story backwards, from the end to the beginning.
:: When they emerge from their absorption, they have to read the first page several times for the significance of Meridian's descent to dawn on them. ::
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🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Discovery
The High Priestess has spoken -- the Coven Under the Blue Sky must perform the ritual magic that will keep the curse at bay while they search for the keys to ending it.
An oracle spread and interpretation. At the top, the IX Swords. A claw, covered in maggots and eyeballs, pierced through with nine swords. In the center, The Castle. A closed eye surrounded by a wall of beads. The Underworld, worm-ridden grasses. At the bottom, Journey. Twisting paths through a jagged, cratered landscape. Connect, two fingers touching. Magic, three in a circle, conjuring. The interpretation, written into the Grimoire: Perils many beset this quest Twisted paths your wits may test Locked away, the Accursèd wait For the Coven to collaborate Should you struggle to journey's end This burden should be shared with friends
🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Expression
:: The Archivist offers their own #Inspiration to the Coven. ::
Perils many beset this quest
Twisted paths your wits may test
Locked away, the Accursèd wait
For the Coven to collaborate
Should you struggle to journey's end
This burden should be shared with friends
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🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Expression
:: Relief crosses the Archivist's face in a relaxing of their brow as they see the witch's words write themselves on the page. She is ready for a quest. The Oracle indeed has had visions, and the Archivist has old lore in the Grimoire they can send the witch, too. ::
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🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Expression
:: The black ink text of their words scrawls across a blank page of the Grimoire. The Archivist pens a limerick back, opening a portal to the past when the High Priestess put the call out to the Coven Under the Blue Sky. ::
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A drawing in an old book - in black cursive, the words "Now what do I need? Where do I go? I probably should put on shoes first. Yes, I definitely need shoes." Below that, in blue ink, a sketch of a pair of Crocs.
🧿 #BlueskyCoven #Expression
:: Watching the witch's words appear in black ink across the pages of the Grimoire, the Archivist scribbles back a sketch of the comfiest pair of shoes they could think of - a pair of Crocs. ::
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