The Gold Bug

Seeing is believing. Why couldn't winter break be an actual break? My schedule's been packed with emotionally and mentally draining events for weeks. Lenore's birthday. Poe's birthday. A visit to the Prophets for Disaster Mitigation Center. I'm exhausted! On top of that, I learned that modern prophets don't work the way I had once thought, and the revelation has left me confused and full of spite. Shouldn't others' tragedies be approached with empathy? Isn't that what Poe deserved and what he would have wanted for us all? Don't miss Book 7: Ligeia!