The dead are twitching

evilsupplyco: Summer is when many undead sleep, rousing occasionally to raise a bony finger into the air to test the temperature, or they will open their ghastly mouths to taste the season. “Not yet,” they will yawn, “just a bit longer.” Active from autumn through spring’s wretched beginning, they are twitching in their sleep nowContinue reading “The dead are twitching”

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