Thursday, April 9, 2015


But the torso and lower parts of the body were teratologically fabulous, so that only generous clothing could ever have enabled it to walk on earth unchallenged or uneradicated.
Above the waist it was semi-anthropomorphic; though its chest, where the dog's rending paws still rested watchfully, had the leathery, reticulated hide of a crocodile or alligator. The back was piebald with yellow and black, and dimly suggested the squamous covering of certain snakes. Below the waist, though, it was the worst; for here all human resemblance left off and sheer phantasy began. The skin was thickly covered with coarse black fur, and from the abdomen a score of long greenish-grey tentacles with red sucking mouths protruded limply. 

H.P. Lovecraft

From The Lonely Scarecrow tumblr.


Steve Ring said...

Not my favorite Lovecraft story, but very weird....

Jay's Shadow said...

I need to start reading his stuff.

Now if I can just get myself to start reading.

girl6 said...

that beautiful nutty mind of his.

that story you wrote & posted on here, where you have dinner with your neighbors, it really Really REALLY reminded me of Lovecraft. like it was told in the same voice or something.
Loved that story!!
(i forget the name or should i say "time").. : D

Rot said...

8:18 : )


girl6 said...

maybe, you should post it again.
just sayin.