shoggoth in my pocket

(via)

"The mass suicide of the Taipingis is without historical parallel. When their enemies broke through the gates on the morning of the 19th of July, they found not a soul alive. But the city was filled with the humming of flies. The King of the Celestial Realm of Eternal Peace, according to a dispatch sent to Peking, lay face-down in a gutter, his bloated body held together only by the silken robes of imperial yellow, adorned with the image of the dragon, which, with blasphemous presumption, he had always worn." --W G Sebald, The Rings of Saturn (tr Hulse, 1998)

"Literally every regime talking point relies on the fact that their base has never traveled more than twenty miles from their own homes." --@KameronHurley

brown paper package
tied with twine

a long time arriving

"The only existential question left is how we will choose to wait out the finale."