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@marczarvox crab photo
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the flesh of the unmarked skin swarmed with the glowing smoke of a thousand altars, tenuous to hold its horrid form, consuming the breath out of its bleached bo...
...and The Angel of the Lord, appearing in blinding brilliance above him, before his last living breath, before his crowning detritus, before his hagiography of...
devilish-looking, moody and hellish, with a deep and malignant eye, a shadow
he stabs him with a rapier from behind
it is almost too cold for it to smell like anything but sharpness, too wet to smell like anything but damp sharpness and hay--the soft, tired smell of hay
We are not here yet.
We are not yet here.
here comes the sunset. the bats will dance around the trumpet flowers frothing over the garden hedge and the mimosa that dots the sticky evergreen lines of bugs...
the garden is dark. somehow
lost. in a maze of molten shadow and the fruits of storms, she turns into maggots,
and then back
and then into maggots
ALL OF THIS IS FANTASTICAL; PERHAPS NONE OF IT IS TRUE