Arlock writes (personal). An outlet for Glossolalia

Despair


In the graveyard of civilisations, between the burning books and rusted cars, lies the watcher. Eater of colour, Fungi Whisper, the Hunger that knows no satiety. Crawl before it on all fours, offer it the dreams of others and it may spare you, but look not into its maw.

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