Grimskull

I remember there once lived a joyful family in my Slums.  Their patriarch, a man of strength and honor, guided his family with unwavering dedication.  Yet, life was preparing a brutal test. Without warning, a fierce inferno descended, engulfing their home in an

In the ageless forest, there existed two peculiar creatures. The Siren, with a lute in hand, spilled forth a melody that could snatch the soul from man's grasp. His audience, spellbound, sipped on his sweet poison, each note a lullaby serenading them

The quest for the ultimate weapon. From the dawn of time, mankind has waged wars, spilling blood and shattering bones in the name of power, and in the name of a dream. A dream of creating the perfect weapon to dominate all

In the darkest corners of the Slums, where light seldom touches, there once stood two trees. One tree was strong and vibrant, roots deep, its branches reaching towards the heavens. This tree had seen countless storms and had endured the brutality of

Deep within a dark valley, there was a village. An accursed place, for the villagers had a peculiar disability. They could only see one color. It was the color of rage, the color of blood. Red. Their lives were shackled to its relentless hues, with

Ah, the arrow of pain. How cruel and relentless it can be. But the first arrow is not the one that truly strikes fear into the heart. It’s the second. The arrow of emotional reaction. The arrow that can make the difference between life

Darkness and light. Two opposing forces that have existed since the dawn of time. It’s the duality of nature, a balance that must be maintained. But in the beginning, there was only darkness. Uncertainty. Fear. Like a leaderless herd, the people wandered aimlessly. But then a

The journey of the thousand mile stairs begins with a single step. But what of the step after that? Or after that? Ancient proverbs speak of the importance of taking that first step, of beginning the slow climb towards enlightenment. But what of actually

Candy. Sugary sweet little things that bring man and child alike great pleasure. That quick burst of sugar comforts those who partake of it, it binds them to its magic, causing them to crave another. And another. Soon, no pleasure compares to that which

Once I observed a man kneeling beside an insect. It was a butterfly, trying to force its way out of some kind of cocoon. “Fool,” I called out. “Do you not see?” “It needs help!” He exclaimed, a scalpel in hand. “I