The county of Somerset lies in the English West Country, a green and pleasant land steeped in millennia of history, folklore, and superstition, often overlooked as a rural backwater good for nothing but strong cider and tall tales. Yet something powerful and ancient is stirring in the county's hills and valleys, and mysterious lights flicker by night on the slopes of Glastonbury Tor, rising like a... [click here for more]
Sun's rising. So what?This party's still going. I still have blood to drink. I still have one more song in me.Across the city, some of us are crawling back to our hovels, our mansions, our coffins. But some of us aren't. Some of us are still hunting for something. Down in the closed-off subway tunnels. Up in the mightiest penthouses. Here in the warehouse... [click here for more]
CAPITAL LAUNDRY SERVICES - WHAT NEEDS TO BE CLEANED UP?
There are things out there, in the weirder reaches of space-time where reality is an optional extra. Horrible things, usually with tentacles. Al-Hazred glimpsed them, John Dee summoned them, HP Lovecraft wrote about them, and Alan Turing mapped the paths from our universe to theirs. The right calculation can call up entities from other,... [click here for more]