Joe Keinberger - The cackling cough of dry leaves and bare and blackened branches that scrape the moon

Joe Keinberger - A wish for escape from this grim reality is fulfilled.

Joe Keinberger - A pair of golden wings for the Alchemist’s favorite familiar

Joe Keinberger - All gates shall be unlocked in time….

Joe Keinberger - For now is a time to rise again

Joe Keinberger - The Imp of Unlucky