That Is Not Dead Which Can Eternal Lie
Only the grim brooding desert gods know what really took place — what indescribably struggles and scrambles in the dark I endured or what Abaddon guided me back to life, where I must always remember and shiver in the night-wind till oblivion — or worse — claims me. H.P. Lovecraft, The Nameless City
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