phantom

There were many things peculiar about Gideon Hackett, as all knew and were willing to tell. What no one ever mentioned, was the drumming. ‘t-tap, t-tap, t-tap’ It followed him everywhere, thudding and thumping like mad. It filled his every hour from dawn to dusk like a heavenly, or hellish...

It is a simple and given fact that almost all men and their spawn hate the cold. That since the dawn of their primal existence they have shunned and detested the dark and cold night. But, Gabriel Rüdiger was not most men. He cared not for the cold, but he did not despise it. If anything, Gabriel...