An eldritch creature that affixes itself to victims mouths, forcing them to repeat troublesome sentences in order to remove it.
A city in which all who visit are young— no matter their age.
You've been here before. You don't know how or why you know this, but you do.
The tomb is as silent as the souls laid to rest within it— or so you hope.
Shadowy eldritch beings that appear before lone humans, selling mysterious "favors."
Eldritch beings that possess nearby bodies in order to carry out an inquisition— and discover the identity of those who have rejected the gifts of their god.
Anomalous socks that replace well-meaning gifts all around the world.
An eldritch god of infinite flesh— to which your own hide belongs.
A trash collecting skinfab, a being built of flesh but with the soul of metal, makes a dangerous discovery in the back of their garbage truck.
Strange, I don't know how you got here. I was told that twig would make a superb lock... Regardless, I've a lot of work here you can see here, various worlds and articles within them. CSS and art to make them easy on the eyes. Please close the door, they could find us if you just let us be exposed like that— I locked it for a reason, you know. Maybe you could find a more suitable lock? I'll get back to work on my TTRPG in the meantime.