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Serrated dawn Carnivorous night Who's teeth I fear But do not flight I welcome thee Cyclopean spire Carcosian sea Hatur's eyless ire Becomes me With stars of ebon twilight and Aeons countless Nyarlothotep's sight I make for the Mountains of Madness
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Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 3:52 PM UTC
Great Old Ones
Serrated dawn Carnivorous night Who's teeth I fear But do not flight I welcome thee Cyclopean spire Carcosian sea Hatur's eyless ire Becomes me With stars of ebon twilight and Aeons countless Nyarlothotep's sight I make for the Mountains of Madness
A tribute to the author who defined my highschool years
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Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 3:52 PM UTC
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