The Dreams In The Witch House
by admin on May.11, 2014, under Syndicated from the Web
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As the scene grew clearer he saw the ancient crone bend forward and extend the empty bowl across the table – and unable to control his own emotions, he reached far forward and took it in both hands, noticing as he did so its comparative lightness. At the same moment the disgusting form of Brown Jenkin scrambled up over the brink of the triangular black gulf on his left. The crone now motioned him to hold the bowl in a certain position while she raised the huge, grotesque knife above the small white victim as high as her right hand could reach. The fanged, furry thing began tittering a continuation of the unknown ritual, while the witch croaked loathsome responses.
H.P. Lovecraft
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