Meant to post this under Spicefiend's dream journal. Sorry. |
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I find myself in a poorly lighted wasteland. There is dark clouds overhead and dark mist everywhere else. From time to time, a thunderbolt would strike the surface of this dead land and briefly illuminate the crags and tooth shaped rocks raised soberly from the ground. |
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Meant to post this under Spicefiend's dream journal. Sorry. |
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ugh i have had to deal with that thing too, though it was smaller, but its presence was overwhelming, it looked like a nautalis to me the evil it radiated was enough to shock me awake, not a pleasant experience. |
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"A knight is sworn to valor.
His heart knows only virtue.
His blade defends the helpless.
His might upholds the weak.
His word speaks only truth.
His wrath undoes the wicked."
Impossible is only that which has yet to be imagined
Ah Cthulhu. |
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The best times of your life should not be when you're still so young, or else you'll live a life always dreaming of the past.
Someone told me about Cthulhu after I had that dream. What a story! I've been a dedicated Lovecraft reader since then. |
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I have become an angel this night, bearing wishes on pearly wings. While dancing upon clusters of stars and cosmic nebulas, into some enchanted, celestial ritual that turned me into a constellation...
adopted by Howetzer
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The best times of your life should not be when you're still so young, or else you'll live a life always dreaming of the past.
<img src="http://www.nyder.com/cthulhu/graphics/cthulhusprite.gif" border="0" alt="IPB Image" /> <img src="http://www.nyder.com/cthulhu/graphics/collectcall.jpg" border="0" alt="IPB Image" /> |
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These are the tears that I dream about...
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