Origins I
Cairo, 1872 “Quit faffing about with the horses, I’ll buy you enough horses to fill a cricket pitch when this is over!” “Yes.” Samir didn’t really understand what he had said and despite the moon being nearly full, Dr. Alan Quimby’s face was obscured in the deep darkness of the shadowed north side of the…
Myths of a Killer
Long ago in ages pastA myth was formed that was to lastA man some say with hooks for handsA monster of forgotten lands But some say neither of theseIs what was stalking through the treesSomething in-between perhapsEvaded even our best traps Tall as a bear but like a ghostOnly to the dead beknownstFor no one…
Wolfhook's Lair 