To Eric, Bearer of the Burning Quill—

Your tales crash upon the mind like thunder in a cursed valley. Each sentence is a step deeper into the dark—no lantern, no map, only the promise of revelation… or ruin.

I clutch your pages like a dying man clings to legend. If this be madness, I follow gladly.

—In trembling reverence,
An Explorer who’s forgotten how to turn back  [ — Joe Thill]

Thanks, Joe!!  This might be the coolest compliment I’ve ever received.  🙂