That was possibly the most eldritch part.
Or perhaps ‘squamous.’ OK, that’s not fair… well, maybe it is. No, it’s not. Damn this inconveniently soft heart of mine, anyway.
PS: You know you don’t want it.
I loved the Herbert West reference.
[…] (via Moe Lane) […]
Oh come on,you’dA crawled on your belly across broken glass for a shot at Charo…
That is not dead
Which cannot ever droop
And with strange eons
Even bras fly the coop…
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