A vault is a place where secrets are kept, where treasures and artifacts are stored for safekeeping. It's a place for precious things, and it's no different here.
These stories are special. They're real, they're personal, and they mean something. Each one was written out of an intense burden or struggle, created from the vast overflow of thought and emotion in a messy and fumbling attempt to alleviate the weight. These stories are memories, masked only beneath a thin veneer of fiction.
In this place you'll find grief, faith, sins, failures, dreams, longings, mistakes, and regrets. You'll find life in its most honest form, nothing hidden, nothing held back. Everything is exposed and displayed for you...a dissected heart still pumping and wet with blood.
A vault is a place where things are hidden and locked away, to be seen by only a trusted few...
So take this key and come inside, just please be gentle.