Ravaging the Past

Monsters in our midst

“Soldiers, listen up. I am declaring us officially at DEFCON 1. We have sighted the kaiju in the old parking lot on King St W, near Strachan,” Colonel Blimkie says as he strides into the room, chest puffed out so that all can view the meticulously polished rows of medals pinned to his chest. “We need presidential approval to deploy the nukes. It’s our…




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Paul Mansfield

Paul Mansfield

A mage of the pen, whose magic springs from the telling of tales. An iconoclast who promotes all fiction, but whose love is Transgressive Fiction.

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