Stories tagged “Elder Ones”
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To the Elder Ones I Call
With this blood a line I now trace To drill a hole in both time and space Two separate circles, concentric each Into the void I extend my reach A murder each sabbath for every week of the year The heart of a sheep, the spleen of a steer All the parts b...
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The Arrival
Each drop hit the ground with a heavy thud and with the last, an eerie pipe music could be faintly heard for miles around. Her eyes grew wide as she watched with horror as the pool of blood turned a deep oily black and fell away forming an impossibly d...