DarkDimension

 Angry, bruised clouds smeared across a sky filled with strange stars look down upon a bombed-out wasteland. A dog scrambles from one pile ...

The gray, glowering skies of late October have arrived, along with sharp winds and falling leaves. The far-off rattle and thump of a hig...

H.P. Lovecraft, one of the ultimate inspirations for this blog, was born on this date in 1890. His tales are often dream-like and terrifying...

A great ship of the sky, white-prowed and silent, serenely sails across the great blue ocean of air, on its way towards high summer. I ...

Friday before last, or, rather, early that Saturday morning, I was dealing with yet another bout of insomnia. Like ol' Ben Franklin , I...

Occasionally I swing by the cemetery where my father is buried. I do it for the sake of my mother, who has some mobility issues and can'...

They seem remote, our ancestors, a gulf of time between us, their cultures differing from ours to the point of being alien. The details of t...