Produced by Greg Weeks and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net The jellied night has oozed its miry black From out the hills to fill the valley floor. Atop the ragged hills the torn cloud-wrack Is lightning-limned into a hellish door. A gust of wind across the sky is hurled-- The gods of old are loosed upon the world.…
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