The Cost of a Rose; or, The Ordeal of Blood: Chapter 22

“My false god was irrevocably dead, but my Adversary still lived to slaver after my heart.”Read more

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An Adventure in Wootton: A Tale of Eldritch Terror

‘Tis strange that on the fifth of March 1766, though having enjoy’d London for little less than a month after my travels upon the Continent, I awoke with a curious resolution to see the North Country. Breakfasted alone and occupied myself with Mr. Walpole’s romance of ‘Otranto’ but could not shake the notion. Indeed, once fix’d, the impulse would not surrender its hold upon my imagination despite all my attempts and it was with difficulty that I kept my attentionRead more