Kyns Articles

Do you ever wonder, Anonymous, what truly stirs beneath the quiet surface of a house as disciplined as Mottram Manor? I certainly do, for the silence of these ...

Thith ith a thtory about my thoulth, my demonth, and the pithy truth about being a free spirit. People alwayth athk me about my time in the thect, and how it af...

As the midnight bells toll, I find myself once more slipping into the cloak of night, ready to confront the evils that fester in its depths. Tonight, whispers c...

I've seen some wicked things in me time, but nothin' quite prepared me for the nightmare we stumbled upon in the bowels of that abandoned cathedral. Me and the ...