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Where Have All the Classic Movies Gone?

1 week ago | howtogeek.com | Mark McPherson |Mark Mcpherson

You can’t beat classic movies, but you can’t find them all that well either. Watching classics like Casablanca and Vertigo has become a trickier task in the age of streaming. So, what happened to the oldies? Here is why it’s hard to find classic movies and how to hunt them down. The Importance of Old Films We might not have today's modern film if it weren't for classic movies. Where would the Scream franchise be if it didn’t have a history of slasher films to satirize?
Chapter 8

1 week ago | medium.com | Mark McPherson |Mark Mcpherson

The sun had barely risen above the horizon when Malagus left the battered training grounds behind. The chill morning air carried the muted promise of an arduous journey. With every step away from the ruined abbey where his trials had unfolded, he felt the heavy burden of his newly awakened divine spark — a light that pulsed within him, both a beacon and an ever-present challenge.
Chapter 9

1 week ago | medium.com | Mark McPherson |Mark Mcpherson

The path wound downward from the ridge where Malagus had last witnessed the interplay of celestial light and earthly sorrow. The forest gave way to rolling fields and, at the far end of a long, desolate valley, lay a village that the gods themselves seemed to have forgotten. It was known now only as the Forsaken — a place where the remnants of a once-vibrant community echoed with the silence of despair.
Chapter 6

1 week ago | medium.com | Mark McPherson |Mark Mcpherson

In the wake of reading the sacred text, Malagus emerged into a world that felt irrevocably altered. The skies themselves wore a bruised twilight, and the air exuded an uneasy chill as if it carried the sighs of spirits long forgotten. Everywhere he looked, subtle but unsettling changes disturbed the familiar rhythms of daily life. In a remote village, the mundane was transformed into portent.
10 Great Adult Animated Shows You Might Have Missed

2 weeks ago | howtogeek.com | Mark McPherson |Mark Mcpherson

Thanks to shows like South Park and The Simpsons, adult cartoons have become a staple. There are now numerous cartoons on streaming services aimed at adults. While there are plenty of imitators, there are also some trailblazers who are not being as heavily advertised. Adult animation can be about more than sitcoms and comedy. There’s science fiction, superheroes, and even conspiracy thrillers. It’s no longer just about cartoons being for kids; it’s now about cartoons being more than one genre.
Prelude

2 weeks ago | medium.com | Mark McPherson |Mark Mcpherson

The hill rose like a scar carved into the earth, its jagged rocks tearing through the sky as though reaching for salvation. At its summit, the abbey stood, etched against the waning light, its weathered stone walls worn smooth by decades of wind, battle, and sorrow. Beneath its imposing silhouette lay the remnants of Herrd’s legacy — the noble’s keep, transformed into a sanctuary, its great hall now home to a simple altar.
Chapter 4: The First Dark Encounter

2 weeks ago | medium.com | Mark McPherson |Mark Mcpherson

Twilight had surrendered to an uneasy dusk by the time Malagus found himself treading a narrow, winding path deep into an ancient wood. Here, the light was scarce — filtered through gnarled branches and thick, silent fog that smothered the undergrowth. The air, heavy with the scent of damp earth and decay, carried an almost tangible dread that prickled at the edges of his resolve.
Chapter 3: The Smithy

2 weeks ago | medium.com | Mark McPherson |Mark Mcpherson

Chapter 3: The SmithyBy midday, the relentless sun crowned a bustling town encircled by stout stone walls and crenelated battlements. Malagus had long since left the abbey, guiding his well-worn cart down a steep, rocky path — a solemn pilgrimage through ancient woodlands. In those dappled groves, the air mingled the earthy musk of dew-laden soil with hints of roasted meats and freshly baked bread drifting from distant kitchens.
Chapter 13: At the Unlucky Threshold

2 weeks ago | medium.com | Mark McPherson |Mark Mcpherson

The first light of dawn crept over the horizon as Malagus knelt in the sparse light of his modest lodgings, Orolick’s sacred script spread open before him. Each word, carefully penned as if by the hand of divine providence, was recited in a low, steady murmur. The rituals of morning prayer had come to be both balm and burden — a constant reminder of the oath he swore on that fateful deathbed, and of the weighty destiny awaiting him.
Chapter Two: The Weight of Legacy and the Road Ahead

2 weeks ago | medium.com | Mark McPherson |Mark Mcpherson

Chapter Two: The Weight of Legacy and the Road AheadThe week following Sir Orolick’s death and funeral blurred into a relentless haze of daily tasks for Malagus. Every dawn found him stepping onto a well-worn path — one that led from the humble hamlet up the steep, rocky hill to the ancient abbey, where the legacy of knights and legends loomed as large as the weathered stone walls that guarded the summit.