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In a Cave, Cake
In the darkness I saw it.
A slithering mass of shadow.
Its tendrils reaching out to me, slimy to the touch.
But I was not afraid.
The abyss has always been there.
Longer than the friends of human flesh.
A slithering mass of shadow.
Its tendrils reaching out to me, slimy to the touch.
But I was not afraid.
The abyss has always been there.
Longer than the friends of human flesh.
