Shadows Of Legend

Hollow footfalls echoing through empty corridors. The primal reaction of flesh brushed by an unseen touch. Shadowy figures slipping between the moss-covered boles of ancient trees. Strange calls issuing from not quite human throats piercing the stillness of night. Unusual lights and objects streaming across darkened skies. Stolen minutes, and a void filled with obscured and disturbing memories.
These occurrences and more are called by many whispered names in many countries around a world we believe we know so well. All of these things share a common thread . . .
I’m Charles Romans, and welcome to the pathways leading to the Shadows of Legend.