Acheron
Tuesdays Morris would make the long hike up from the Field of Wailing to the bank of the Acheron. If the dead were light that day, Charon would park his […]
Tuesdays Morris would make the long hike up from the Field of Wailing to the bank of the Acheron. If the dead were light that day, Charon would park his […]
If I ache with a passionate drama, My mistake is my mellowing comma. Refutation in quiescent prose is Lamentation without enough roses. Melancholy? No, sinfully macabre Epistolary descended from Hob […]
When the monkey was let out of its cage, it didn’t escape into the forest. Pine trees surrounded Miskatonic University, and gave it its signature aroma, wet needles, the perfect […]
When he injected the dead octopus with the charge, its skin was shattered into a pinwheel of coalescent color. The chromatophores beneath the rubbery tentacles birthed miniature fireworks. And its […]
Cora did not often talk about her time with Dionysus. Men were usually intimidated by the lover of a God, having to measure up and such. Mortal men equated immortals […]