Now before we get started I need you to understand that I am not a hero, I’m not some light in the darkness, I’m an obituary waiting to happen.
Once, not too long ago, I was just an ordinary guy with ordinary dreams. The Vorvolaka changed all that, it turned my family into a bulk discount at the cemetery and left me with a target on my back and a stain on my soul.
One straw fedora later and I’m the guy ready to believe everything but never able to prove anything.
I’m the Night Blogger.