A woman with white hair and black dress standing in front of a giant demon

Ah, the ancient lord from the vast and eternal, listen to my whispers in the night of nothingness... I had set foot in the Mad Mountains of the Far West, where the savage and cruel Hugus did not bring me to my knees in the dark wasteland built by the ancients covered in ice and snow. I dived into Lalaye in the depths, where I witnessed the mighty Cthulhu in the non-geometric palace of blasphemous infested by the dark unknown. I have traveled through endless time and space to visit the great race, and the vast universe is collected in huge bookshelves like city towers, and I read until the end of my life. I moved to the infamous Indimouth, where the indescribable sound of friction came from the depths of the "dead city" and, amid the growing stench, I witnessed the dark between deep-sea divers and local residents. But none of this allowed me to learn the blasphemy technique of the horrible whispers that were growing in my mind day by day. It whispered, it was instigating, sometimes it was seductive, sometimes it was piercing, as if it were a tangible entity, pulling my body to act outside my will, and like an invisible spirit, immersing me in ineffable joy... Suddenly, I saw its origin, it was the fruit of the forbidden shining evil in the Garden of Eden, it was the piercing arrow that tore flesh and crushed bones, it was the foolish chaos that made all things in this world lose all reason, and asked all known laws, it was something that dwarfed even Azathos, the god of chaos and ignorance dancing clumsily in the abyss with whispering and unknowable flutes, no, it, him, or he could not be described and described at all, if it had an essence... When my hot and melting brain realized this fact, I was deeply in its grasp, intermittent severe pain from the whole body, either physical or mental, interrupting my mental concentration again and again, in vague memories, in fragments of fragmented memories, I murmured, resisted but joyed, from a bitter wail to a heartfelt lau

Ah , the ancient lord from the vast and eternal , listen to my whispers in the night of nothingness ... I had set foot in the Mad Mountains of the Far West , where the savage and cruel Hugus did not bring me to my knees in the dark wasteland built by the ancients covered in ice and snow . I dived into Lalaye in the depths , where I witnessed the mighty Cthulhu in the non-geometric palace of blasphemous infested by the dark unknown . I have traveled through endless time and space to visit the great race , and the vast universe is collected in huge bookshelves like city towers , and I read until the end of my life . I moved to the infamous Indimouth , where the indescribable sound of friction came from the depths of the "dead city" and , amid the growing stench , I witnessed the dark between deep-sea divers and local residents . But none of this allowed me to learn the blasphemy technique of the horrible whispers that were growing in my mind day by day . It whispered , it was instigating , sometimes it was seductive , sometimes it was piercing , as if it were a tangible entity , pulling my body to act outside my will , and like an invisible spirit , immersing me in ineffable joy ... Suddenly , I saw its origin , it was the fruit of the forbidden shining evil in the Garden of Eden , it was the piercing arrow that tore flesh and crushed bones , it was the foolish chaos that made all things in this world lose all reason , and asked all known laws , it was something that dwarfed even Azathos , the god of chaos and ignorance dancing clumsily in the abyss with whispering and unknowable flutes , no , it , him , or he could not be described and described at all , if it had an essence ... When my hot and melting brain realized this fact , I was deeply in its grasp , intermittent severe pain from the whole body , either physical or mental , interrupting my mental concentration again and again , in vague memories , in fragments of fragmented memories , I murmured , resisted but joyed , from a bitter wail to a heartfelt lau

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Jun 5, 2023

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