Lovecraft: The King Of Alliteration
“a hideous run across moon-litten, mound-marked meadows and through diseased, precipitous abysses”
-The Lurking Fear
“a hideous run across moon-litten, mound-marked meadows and through diseased, precipitous abysses”
-The Lurking Fear
I have been called up to unleash the limitless horrors of the bleak and unyielding universe onto the rain-slick precipice of tumblr. Ill be summoning up objects pertaining to the unparalleled uniqueness of the 20th (human) century writer, H.P. Lovecraft. I suggest that those of feeble constitutions click away from here immediately or risk an inescapable decent into eldritch madness.
