I happened to get invited to the resurrected House of Shock by a cousin of mine. Her husband bought tickets yet she’s terrified of “haunted houses” and has admitted that she got kicked out of one for being prone to violence, so she happily handed me her ticket. As weContinue Reading

The year is 1915. A star has gone mad and is about to bring a premature end to the universe, and somewhere in the vast, limitless cosmos an aspect of Dream has met an untimely end. Naturally, it falls to everyone’s favourite personification of an abstract concept, and part timeContinue Reading