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A Sickened, Sensitive Shadow Writhing In Hands That Are Not Hands, And Whirled Blindly Past Ghastly Midnights Of Rotting Creation, Corpses Of Dead Worlds With Sores That Were Cities, Charnel Winds That Brush The Pallid Stars And Make Them Flicker Low. Beyond The Worlds Vague Ghosts Of Monstrous Things; Half-seen Columns Of Unsanctified Temples That Rest On Nameless Rocks Beneath Space And Reach Up To Dizzy Vacua Above The Spheres Of Light And Darkness. And Through This Revolting Graveyard Of The Universe The Muffled, Maddening Beating Of Drums, And Thin, Monotonous Whine Of Blasphemous Flutes From Inconceivable, Unlighted Chambers Beyond Time; The Detestable Pounding And Piping Whereunto Dance Slowly, Awkwardly, And Absurdly The Gigantic, Tenebrous Ultimate Gods - The Blind, Voiceless, Mindless Gargoyles Whose Soul Is Nyarlathotep.

H.P. Lovecraft Quotes: A Sickened, Sensitive Shadow Writhing In Hands That Are Not Hands, And Whirled Blindly Past Ghastly Midnights Of Rotting Creation,

H.P. Lovecraft Quotes: A Sickened, Sensitive Shadow Writhing In Hands That Are Not Hands, And Whirled Blindly Past Ghastly Midnights Of Rotting Creation,

H.P. Lovecraft Quotes: A Sickened, Sensitive Shadow Writhing In Hands That Are Not Hands, And Whirled Blindly Past Ghastly Midnights Of Rotting Creation,

H.P. Lovecraft Quotes: A Sickened, Sensitive Shadow Writhing In Hands That Are Not Hands, And Whirled Blindly Past Ghastly Midnights Of Rotting Creation,

H.P. Lovecraft Quotes: A Sickened, Sensitive Shadow Writhing In Hands That Are Not Hands, And Whirled Blindly Past Ghastly Midnights Of Rotting Creation,

H.P. Lovecraft Quotes: A Sickened, Sensitive Shadow Writhing In Hands That Are Not Hands, And Whirled Blindly Past Ghastly Midnights Of Rotting Creation,

H.P. Lovecraft Quotes: A Sickened, Sensitive Shadow Writhing In Hands That Are Not Hands, And Whirled Blindly Past Ghastly Midnights Of Rotting Creation,

H.P. Lovecraft Quotes: A Sickened, Sensitive Shadow Writhing In Hands That Are Not Hands, And Whirled Blindly Past Ghastly Midnights Of Rotting Creation,

H.P. Lovecraft Quotes: A Sickened, Sensitive Shadow Writhing In Hands That Are Not Hands, And Whirled Blindly Past Ghastly Midnights Of Rotting Creation,

H.P. Lovecraft Quotes: A Sickened, Sensitive Shadow Writhing In Hands That Are Not Hands, And Whirled Blindly Past Ghastly Midnights Of Rotting Creation,

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