Parenting The Devourer, Heir Of Evil

It was disquietingly disarming, watching The Devourer, Heir of Evil, He Who Is Fated To Destroy All, crawl around after his new toy train with a dopey grin while making “choo choo!” noises.

A Borrowed Cry Echoes Through Space

It was certainly a distress signal. The frequency, the words, even the urgent cadence, they were unmistakeable. But… it wasn’t quite right.

Good Intentions Left Unhealing Scars

I’d set that ward up to warn me of foxes at my compost heap. I wasn’t prepared to find myself face to face with a hooded figure wielding an axe. Then I see their face…

Impassioned Missives From Beyond

My dearest Beatrice, I pray my words reach you. Surely, your love being as strong as mine, even the astral plane cannot halt the communion of our souls! For I fear I am indeed dead.

Coming To Terms With Eternity

“Ok, so… how did your family end up with a vampire parrot, anyway??”