Ashes smolders on a funeral pyre, pray you are not what it desires A generation of myth and dark lies, spun in black magic and archaic...

I ache without you I don’t know if I can breathe without you This quivering that rattles my bones With the fucking world bearing down...

It’s late at night as I’m writing this, but we have so many fun things coming to Quill & Crow, I am beside myself with excitement. First,...