Krinchit

I wish that soon there will be a day in which ill be able to sleep soundly, without worrying about tomorrow and the day before.

It simply isn't an adventure worth telling if there aren't any dragons. Tolkien

Her eyes thunder, her blood magma, love does not matter to those who be immortal, especially an immortal who rules the undead

~Hastur~ Brother to one or rather none? What brother can exist if he sleeps in an endless slumber? 

The Feaster from Afar, a black, shriveled, flying monstrosity with tentacles tipped with razor-sharp talons that can pierce a victim's skull. -Hastur-

It was a terrible, indescribable thing vaster than any subway train—a shapeless congeries of protoplasmic bubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes forming and un-forming as pustules of greenish light all over the tunnel-filling front that bore down upon us, crushing the frantic penguins and slithering over the glistening floor that it and its kind had swept so evilly free of all litter.

Outside the ordered universe that amorphous blight of nethermost confusion which blasphemes and bubbles at the center of all infinity—the boundless daemon sultan Azathoth, whose name no lips dare speak aloud, and who gnaws hungrily in inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time and space amidst the muffled, maddening beating of vile drums and the thin monotonous whine of accursed flutes.

That’s not dead . . . which can eternal lie, and with strange eons even death may die.

But now beneath the hunter's moon, their unleashing all but soon, Bright blue lighting fire up in room, their legions are ready to bring your doom, Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn

We used to question why the sun revolved around us, then we questioned why we revolved around the sun, so why cant I question what people see in me?