Mysteries of History

Mark Hamish was a powerfully bovine man. His chest, arms, legs, and back were covered in a rough shag even though his head was peeking...

It's June, a time for reflecting on the past and how far our society has come. Mostly it's about corporations changing their logos on...

To: admin@illuminati.gov Subject: re: Membership Application Dear Sir/Madam I hope you are well in this difficult time. I realize that...

My body trembled with convulsions of increasing severity. Sweat rolled from my brow, falling into the sodden pillow below my head. I was...

Firenze died in the winter. Trudging alone through the snowy wilderness. The cat had been tracking him for several hours. Padded paws...