"I never ask a man what his business is, for it never interests me. What I ask him about are his thoughts and dreams."
H. P. Lovecraft

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!

Saturday, May 25, 2019

Void

An open grave...
A darkness...
In the hole I stare...
No bottom is to see...
Like falling free
into a nameless void...
Strange winds
blow from within...
A lightless night
surrounds me...
As if the world
does not exist...

Just emptiness...
And open grave...

A chilling feel
crawls through my spine...
My skin feels freezing...

It must be soundless
outside here...

But my head -
It's full of sounds...
A humming
Buzz
From in the void
And thundering
so far
same as one
you get before an earthquake...
And the whispers...
So many...
In the stream of cold...
So many...
Whispers...

"Come!
...Just fall!"


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