Thursday, March 16, 2006


(c) Chris Perridas, 2006

"At length I emerged upon a tableland of moss-grown rock and scanty soil, lit by a faint moonlight which had replaced the expiring orb of day. Casting my eyes about, I beheld no living object; but was sensible of a very peculiar stirring far below me, amongst the whispering rushes of the pestilential swamp I had lately quitted."

- Letter to Donald Wandrei on 24 November 1927 a.k.a., "The Thing in the Moonlight", transcribed and added to by J. Chapman Miske in Bizarre, January, 1941.

Note: Chripsy is back from a long trip. I'm brimming with ideas for the blog, so stay tuned.

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