Get Your Walpurgis On!

SPRING! And a young entities fancy turns to eldritch couplings beneath a black monolith, doncha know!

Now, in case you haven’t guessed already, we here at Martian Migraine Press are, largely, a pack of feral perverts, which is to say: WE UNDERSTAND YOU. We know the days and nights leading up to May Eve hold a certain special frisson for the initiate and un-initiate alike. And we also know that this season calls for particular needs to be met, else the Avatar of Nyarlathotep look askance at y...