Strange lines appear carved on my door and walls, and the light from the Windows grows increasing dim.
A wind has risen. The Dark Waters stir.
Thursday, October 3, 2019
AVAUNT THEE!
The Stars grow dim in their places, and the Moon pales before me, as though a Veil were blown across its flame. Dog-faces demons approach the circumference of my sanctuary.
Strange lines appear carved on my door and walls, and the light from the Windows grows increasing dim.
A wind has risen. The Dark Waters stir.
Strange lines appear carved on my door and walls, and the light from the Windows grows increasing dim.
A wind has risen. The Dark Waters stir.
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