What the Moon BringsH. P. Lovecraft
the towers, and the roofs of that dead, dripping city. And as I watched, my nostrils tried to close against the perfume-conquering stench of the world’s dead; for truly, in this unplaced and forgotten spot had all the flesh of the churchyards gathered for puffy sea-worms to gnaw and...
Ilford: what digital means to business. (State of the Industry).Lovecraft, H.P