CTHULATHON: DAY 175

There was a bursting as of an exploding bladder, a slushy nastiness as of a cloven sunfish, a stench as of a thousand opened graves, and a sound that the chronicler could not put on paper.

Cthulhu | 175 of 365
Cthulhu | 175 of 365

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