The fire crackled and spat embers against the wire screen, casting light across the parlor. Seated in a red, plush chair, a woman stared pensively at the newspaper in front of her. She wore a black gown, cut at her shoulders and her blonde hair was tied into a long braid. As she scanned the periodical, she paid close attention to each article, looking for hints beyond the headlines.

The moon cast ebbing shadows across the mill as clouds danced in the night sky. It was quiet, quiet even for the hidden mill on the outskirts of Archmond. Inside, a raven walked, pacing along the shelves filled with the strangest assortment of eclectic oddities. A jar filled with eyes turned, all following the raven's movement. A deer head, mounted on the wall, turned to watch as the corvid flapped its wings and hopped onto a desk. Papers were strewn about, forms of some sort, all half-finished. The bird ignored these, as had whoever began them seemed to. It moved toward a door in the back of the strange shop, planting itself several feet away.

Hey my little blood suckers! I hope you've all been eating well! -- So I got a message from a newcomer to the darkside just the other day. She was, shock of shocks, having trouble adjusting to, shall we say, the graveyard shift. Now, of course my initial response was to point her toward the back log of entries I have on just this topic... but I decided to be nice and address her issue. Apparently this is an issue a lot of you little rookie devils are having and I decided it's time to update the list. Here's a list of my top ten questions I keep getting asked even though I've answered them before. And, yes, for my own sanity, I've included links to the individual articles at the end of the post.