A More Bombastic Paradigm

Of all the people to be locked in a workshop with…! “Stop trying to touch the bombs!!”

Lurk Laugh Love In Style

The group’s torches panned around the dank space, the lonely beams glinting off the murky water pooling on the uneven stone floor and dripping down the walls. “My word…”

Chasing A Dream Door

This art came to me in a dream. At least, I hope it was a dream. Not - it wasn’t scary or anything. It would just be a bit too BIG if it were real...

Seeing What Lingers Via Afterimages

It was a vital step in finding ghosts, but Alfred had never gotten used to staring directly at a bright light.

Fortuitously Synchronised Treat Placement

Caroline vainly tried to ignore the fey spider dangling overhead - now the comparative size of a pony. She just had to get to the cookie jar. That was the deal.