… and the nightmare
pads
into
the
room
dressed
in
the
thin-veined
moebius loop
of
mr
wolf
Lycanthrope scratchings, rabid at the door with the voice of General George repeating his chant in time to the background. Some sweet smelling flowers of romance to lay his grave by ...
number 6
number 6
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