There was never a question of mind as to who or what was occurring, only where they were acting on the behest of. Terrible treachery of the utmost offense, inorganic and marshaled along several mediums of modern war. This in and of itself one that circumvented all known and accountable pathways and tactics of presumable…
The Practice of Dying The end. Everything has an end. There is nothing left to do or say. No where to go. The end should have meaning, but does it? Is it just the conclusion of what was preceded by it? Death is the end of life, defined simply. Does this mean it is a…
Waning. SA: 0.53 / MA: 0.51 A decaying Aeonic city, dripping with homogenous metallic water, breaks through the forbidden angles of the House. The smell of iron fills the air and dread cascades down into the collective subconscious of the causal. Before us, sits invisibly, a haggard old king, adorned with robes the colour of…
To whom it may concern, Cross. Zero-cross. Cross. You are looking in the wrong place. Dunwich is not the answer. The key is in Witch House and the mutterings of unholy geometry. Thus, return to the 20th century texts before it was posited that Lovecraft didn’t know what he was doing. You are investing in…
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