UPDATE: So, it's pretty clear now that the bugs were caused by the theme change AND the age gate plugin. I expect that the age gate plugin was responsible for some of the lag and inability to completely load a page, as I was starting...

Sit tight, my friends, as I weave a tale of magic and night. Let the fire burn low and let the wind howl through the ridges of this lake as the muses sign unto me, and the night speaks with my voiceโ€ฆ There was once a...

I awoke this morning with a dull ache in my head. I took two Excedrin and went about my day. It's probably due to the change in pressure outside. It should pass as the day goes by. Eight hours and four Excedrin later the pain has...

People sometimes ask me what my first memory is. Invariably I lie, because I'm prone to avoid the explanation that comes with the truth. Maybe, from now on, if someone casually asks me โ€œWhat is your first memory?โ€ I will reach into my bag where...

When my father passed away; I received a journal given to us by our family attorney; stating that I was to receive this upon his death as stated in the will. Typical, Iโ€™m the only family member he has left and stayed in Valor Cove...

I suppose I should start with the basics. My name is Taylor Sant, Iโ€™m English of Cameroonian descent, aged 32, and Iโ€™ve been mining helium for the Hummingbird Corporation since I left college 16 years ago. My work is pretty exciting on one level โ€“...

โ€œTake off the blindfolds,โ€ they said as I started to gain consciousness once again. When they took it off, I shielded my eyes for a second to keep the blinding light out of my eyes. Once my eyes adjusted, I looked around to figure...

We first set foot into this forest yesterday evening after spending just over an hour and a half making our journey. It was one of those evenings where the many Jet-Trails amongst the twilight sky had blended into light orange and pink among the distant...

Farm work was foreign to me, but I needed the money. I was having trouble finding a job since the move to Georgia, and a friend of a friend had mentioned an old estate in the country run by some old woman that their...

I see my toes peeking over the edge of a perfect, circular hole in the ground. Thereโ€™s nothing in the hole but pitch darkness in screeching contrast with the smooth beige of the ground Iโ€™m standing on. Everything is quiet. I am not here to...

Every town has its own set of urban legends, or โ€œghost stories,โ€ if you will; alligators in the sewers, crop circles, cave spirits, the like. I, personally, never believed them. They all seemed highly unrealistic. They were just myths created by adults...

It was about a year ago, in June of 1928, that I entered the New England convalescentโ€™s home where I sit writing this missive. I do not wish to record its exact location, for if this manuscript somehow reaches the outside world I do not...

Okay, so Iโ€™m not going to start with one of those disclaimers where the writer assures you that what youโ€™re reading is true. It really doesnโ€™t matter if you believe this. No one does. I just want to write it down before I convince myself that...

He knew it was there but couldnโ€™t see it. The basement wasnโ€™t wired for electricity yet and was completely dark save for the light from the stairs leading up to the kitchen. With the boxes in his arms blocking his view, Gil shuffled along the...

The pungent, acrid smell permeated the old home that was now mine; I knew that the smell would fade with time, and that I would become accustomed to it as time went on. It was a beautiful little two-story Victorian home in the heart...