The Initiation: A Lovecraftian Short Story by Eliza Stockton The air hung thick like the fumes of a ritual censor. My mind ran wild in
The Call by Dustyn McCormick The old sea captain was sitting by himself when I entered the bar. If it hadn’t been for the picture
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Rating: 4.25 (of 5) talons By Cody Michael Leal As Stan Lee would say, “Welcome, true believers.” The time has come and Guardians of the