Dark, soulful tales that haunt long after the last page.
I’m tired. Maybe I’m just old. I don’t know. I almost slept through my panel this morning, which would have been bad. I mean, like K. Hutson-Price kinda bad. Yeah. At least she had a good excuse for missing that panel, though. If, you know, excessive debauchery is a good excuse. But I can’t spend…