Sie spukt in der stadt

Some ancient superstition, has been espoused, in the contemporary novelty of indigenous adoption, and from those whom lore has been procured through grapevine, it is an appearance of a Devil. The gloom which pervades the unquenched dearth of my presently implausible surmise, upon this utterance has superinduced a great terror in my soul, ...it is that of mortality and that of desolation. I shudder, as I fear that it is an omnipresent ghoul, awaiting me in some obscure shadow, but to abate its atrocious infamy, I must pursue its signature, and thus blemish this immaculate page. The thing is a colossus, of a morbid, lithic pigment, and its form festers in that chronic fornication with the obscenely grotesque, such as in the imagery of Dan Peacock. There is no greater victor of profanity, and all things insufferably grim, than that which exists, by the immutable transgression of the common science, or the mortal alchemy. It is the semblance of a hag, with protruding lumps of implosive tumors, with eyes and limbs of unequal proportion. They say it has captured little springalds, from the town, and masticated their genitals, after luring them, with the voice of a distressed mother. I fear the inadequacy of the assumptions, and the untethered probabilities of its mechanism. If it desires, the flesh of the young, will it not draw its teeth upon all carnality in the end!

Tonight, I have ensconced in the outskirts of the town in some, old cabin. It is serene, but even in the affected disinhibition of nonchalance, the pervasive terrors of the starless night, whisper to me. Dear lord, they speak of the fiend, it is not safe here! Perhaps I am not the only resident here, for the propagating voices, have become an insurmountable manifestation of the lucid. This is my last register friend, I shall not find an adequate recoupment of time, to bring me, any leverage of opportunity, and the wails of the woman are close, very close! I fear she will invade, the precinct. It was all a myth, save your children, for time is drawing to an end!