All fleshe is grasse — Wrathful iconoclasm by the hands of the displaced, forgotten and ignored grants no […]
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“Son of Iapetus, surpassing all in cunning, you are glad that you have outwitted me and stolen fire […]
Whistling through the vacuous, thinning air and leaving a slow-descending spray of mercurial blood to hang precariously in […]
