Sunday, June 26, 2022

For It Is Of Old Rumour

... that the soul of the devil-bought hastes not from his charnel clay, but fats and instructs the very worm that gnaws; till out of corruption horrid life springs, and the dull scavengers of earth wax crafty to vex it and swell monstrous to plague it. Great holes secretly are digged where earth’s pores ought to suffice, and things have learnt to walk that ought to crawl.

H.P. Lovecraft 
 






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2 comments:

Unknown said...

My favorite author of all time is definitely H.P.Lovecraft. I started reading his stuff when I was in high school, a very long time ago. Occasionally I'll re-read his stories when I've read everything else in my small library of horror stories and history.

Mr. Macabre

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