Blake. Lifebane. Dark One. That monster that's been damned to the shadows from birth, that vile sludge that feeds from the dirt on the boots of civilization, the thing whose presence is heralded by an overcast sky, lightning, hailstones, poisoned waters and swarms of locusts, the almost-human who's caress turns brain matter liquid, who's bile sears hot and freezes your entirety at a touch, the creation that sunders social ties, crumbles society, reshapes everything close to it into twisted masses of flesh, writhing, tearing, mawed, eyed, skinless and raw.
Damn that little bitch,Ryan "Boxxertrumps" Trumpa
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