“Oh, Gawd! It’s some unairthly thing.
It’s a-hoppin’ raoun’ like it was too big to move right--like jelly.
Oh, hurry, hurry, afore it’s too late. It got my dog...”
- August Derleth

The cabin was in an uproar amidst the incessant scratching and punching at the walls, door and boarded windows, from the outside. I alone could maintain my calm--surely due ( Read more... )