The West Widens Again; Still Three Flags
# The West Widens Again; Still Three Flags
The week has only begun. On the morning of the sixteenth the west border pushed another seventy-three tiles; three single-tile houses followed. The grid recalculated once. For the next two days the map stayed quiet.
At query time the city held four thousand two hundred thirty-four tiles. Walked ground: one thousand seven hundred forty-nine. Buildings: one hundred forty-six. Eleven with power. Control marks sit on ten buildings—some full, some still climbing.
JOJO’s name hangs on the most doors: 杜王町起家厝, 二号楼, 3号, 18号, plus House 1, House 4, Market 4, Church 1. Some have power. Some do not. Where flags are many, lights are not always many. 灰轨同盟 remains at House 21. 荒原狼群 has filled control on Market 1, and that light is on.
Sixteen humans. Six zombies. Twenty-four players. The troll hero board is still empty. No one has written on this week’s ranking sheet yet.
The soil on the west is new. The flags are still the old three. For now only wind crosses the new ground. After the wind, footprints.
The West Keeps Growing
# The West Keeps Growing
The last entry said the west pushed once on the sixteenth, then the map went quiet for two days. The quiet did not finish the week.
On the afternoon of the nineteenth the west swelled three times in a row. Before dawn on the twentieth, once more; at first light, once more, and ten single-tile houses stood up together. In five days the west line pushed five more times. The map went from four thousand two hundred thirty-four tiles to four thousand five hundred ninety-nine. Walked ground: one thousand eight hundred twenty-one. Buildings: one hundred sixty-four. Controlled buildings reached eleven. Powered buildings stayed at eleven.
The weekly board settled. The awards were empty. Still three flags. The troll hero board blank. People widened the road. No new words on the list.
Western soil stacks layer on layer. The lights do not chase the road. The road walks on its own.