Whatâs your guilty pleasure? We all have one. Maybe itâs that sinfully sweet nibble of chocolate your taste buds adore, but your hips condemn. Maybe itâs that trashy daytime talk show where someone might just be the father⌠of his step-sisterâs step-kids. Iâve heard whispers of one Bard-In-Chief who cracks open a bottle of sherry…
âStep one: Die. Step two: File paperwork. Step three: Become the worldâs only hope.â Core Premise & Initial Impressions: Many of us reading this now would say weâd die to have superpowers. But letâs face itâwe all know thatâs just a figure of speech. Some of us may have taken small leaps from low walls…
âWelcome to Kyrus Academy: where the obstacle courses break bones, the bullies draw blood, and the Sorting Hat explodes if youâre talented enough.â Core Premise & Initial Impression: The magical academy: a staple in any young childâs life. I remember my wizarding daysâhow weâd laugh while Professor Slughorn oinked furiously from pupil to pupil, desperate…
It knows when you are sleeping. It knows when youâre awake. It knows when youâve been bad or good, and if youâve been just the right amount of pathetic, congratulationsâyouâre the new chosen one. I speak not of Santaâthat red-suited pervert who watches children sleep and breaks into homes for milk-based offerings. I speak, of…