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Malakai Midnight sits in front of a large grandfather clock. The sound of it ticking away is loud and obnoxious. Behind him, many young owls sit in wait, prepared to listen to his sermon. “Time is a very intriguing concept, … Read More

“Welcome to the midnight hour, little owls.” Malakai Midnight stands in a decrepit room. “Many years ago, I lived within these walls. You’d be surprised to know; they don’t look much different now. Decrepit, damp and mouldy. These conditions would … Read More

Malakai Midnight sits in front of a large table with a cup sat in a saucer on it. In his hand is a teapot. “There was once a young boy, desperately in need of help. His village was a small … Read More

“Welcome to the midnight hour, little owls.”  Malakai Midnight stands beside an altar, watching as the flames reflect in his piercing red eyes. “Your predicament is mighty, Maxwell, but it’s all your own making. Every decision and choice made that … Read More

With the lights now dimmed, Malakai Midnight stands dead centre in the cemetery with candle lights illuminated around him in the sigil of the devil. His owls surround that, wearing dark red cloaks and chanting incantations softly. “Welcome to the … Read More

“Welcome to the midnight hour, little owl.”  Malakai Midnight sits on the edge of a bed, in which a young girl sleeps. She tosses and turns, her head snapping from side to side as she has a nightmare.  “When I … Read More

“Welcome to the midnight hour, little owls. Today, we talk about The Raven. The Raven is a mythological creature known as a bird. These creatures were said to fly fearlessly through the sky.” Malakai Midnight sits in front of candles, … Read More

The fiery pit known as hell is not what it seems. In fact, there’s very little fire. Malakai Midnight walks through a cell system, whereby prisoners moan and groan behind bars. All of them are in states of distress. “Welcome … Read More

“Welcome to the midnight hour, little owls.” “As a boy growing up in a commune, we weren’t allowed video games. Isaiah believed they were Arcadia’s way of numbing the populace to the far reach of the devil.” “A way of … Read More

[Years ago.] [A young boy and his friend walk through a meadow in the Groves. They’re chatting, frolicking, and playfully goading one another when one abruptly falls into an open well.] “Sam, are you okay?” [The young boy shouts down … Read More