“There is a duality to darkness known only to those who’ve been infected by its touch. Everyone knows the shadows: shallow, comfortable, mostly harmless places where one might nest for a night. But the depths of living pitch only visit the aristocracy of madmen and women who’ve unwittingly pledged fealty to the curse. For some, it outright ruins minds like a hound to fresh meat; for others, it wanes into the deepest parts of its less caustic sibling and waits for the time to strike, returning periodically through life like an incurable disease.” DarknessMadnessInsanityShadowsDementiaManiaPsychosisLunacyWhere Madness RoostsAway With The FairiesBedlamite Book:Where Madness Roosts Source: Where Madness Roosts
“♫ Climbed that roost, alighted right there. Made mush of his head for the onlooker bears. A two-pronger her prize, a meat most rare. Do-gooders will pay. Do-gooders will fear. ♫” FantasyBearsFantasy FictionBalladBad PoetryWhere Madness RoostsAlmiMerill Book:Where Madness Roosts Source: Where Madness Roosts