The odour rising from the newly opened depths was intolerable, and at length the quick-eared Hawkins thought he heard a nasty, slopping sound down there. Everyone listened, and everyone was listening still when It lumbered slobberingly into sight and gropingly squeezed Its gelatinous green immensity through the black doorway into the tainted outside air of that poison city of madness!
(The Call of Cthulhu 1926)
3 comments:
Such scorn for a sheine maideleh.
Okay, a sheine maideleh wannabe.
Still, it's a shanda!
There is only one word for her.
Dreck.
Happy holidays ricpic. Have a happy, healthy and prosperous new year.
Gut yuntiff, Troop.
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