AH, Dark Dreams | |
walking horror wretched being undead | |
A wretched horror being walks around Mummy Square, now fast, now slow. | |
It looks as tall as a house and half as wide. It wears scarlet bleached by time, moth-eaten, and tattered. It walks along the square in a sort of shamble, now fast, now slow. Wild, stringy gray hair tangles around its head. Its bramble patch of a beard is so thick and matted with filth that its face is all but invisible. One pallid, liver-spotted hand clutches a pole of a staff that is a thing of beauty defiled by its bearer's touch. The staff is an immensely elongated female body, perfect in every detail. A walking horror is in an excellent condition. | |
by Kamazoh , 26.04.2002 14:27 MSK |