Welcome to my Mind
House of Morrigan Studio
This isn’t just a business.
It’s a broadcast from somewhere forgotten.
Built by one myth-obsessed, horror-loving,
folklore-fueled creator with nothing but memory,
a lot of clay, and a laptop clinging to life
like a character in Act III of a horror story.
There’s no team. No funding. No polished storefront.
Just me, a black cat named Goblin who sees
through dimensions, and a habit of turning survival into story.
You won’t find mass-produced trends here.
You’ll find Relics. Scrolls. Echoes. Warnings.
Each one hand-forged, lore-bound,
and sealed with a kiss...
or perhaps something more mysterious.
Think of this place as your favorite
cursed VHS Tape meets a haunted cathedral
with excellent lighting and a slightly
inappropriate sense of humor.
House of Morrigan Studio.
Powered by myth, guarded by Goblin,
and always dressed in black!
