April 29, 2016 · 10:10 pm
Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres
Kə-THOO-Loo
–
Or
Did He.
His Brain
Was a
Whirl
of Action.
How to
Save
the Virgin
Priestess
From
the Great
Cult
of Kə-THOO-Loo.
Stripped Bare
With Only
His Savage
Might;
How to
ReClaim
His Lost
Prize,
30 Talons
of Silver
& Lips
Like Red
Wine …
Any More
&
I Would
Have
to Charge
a Dime
#B27321
–
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October 11, 2015 · 9:28 pm
Ra-Harphist
RA
my God
Take These
Sacrifices
to Appease
your Might
&
Once
More
Send Forth
your Blessed
Light
RA
my God
Blood
&
Souls
to Make
you Shine
Divine
#B27321
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Filed under Posts
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February 5, 2014 · 8:35 pm
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“The Weird Tales Submissions Process”
–
N.C. Wyeth
I am
Disheartened
to See
that Lovecraft
&
Howard
were Not
your
Story Choices
but Perhaps
They
have
a Part
to Play.
Tesla
In the
Arkham
Sanitarium
Upon a
Frigid
Winter’s
Night
His
Pigeons
from Hell
In
Glorious Flight.
Quill
In Hand
Searching
to
Thwart
the Outer
Gods
Cold
Hideous
Might
Filed under Weird Tales Magazine
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