I am known as Mangus Khan. My life has been a turning page in a dime-store novel. Nothing here steadily grabbing your attention, but enough to keep you interested. I come here to whisper, yowl, and roar. My scribes are expressions of my thoughts, fears, secrets, and to expose my demons. Somewhere within these halls, you hear the story of others echoing off the granite, but if you close your eyes and listen, you will hear the whispers of my own story. I am just a simple man with a pen, who writes the Memoirs of Madness. 
​​​If you are ready to turn a page with me, pull up a chair, sit for a spell. Laugh, become outraged, intrigued, and hell, we may even weep. If that happens holla, I will be there directly. ​