Chapter 3.
But should some urgent fate (untimely lot!)
Bring thee to meet his shadow (nameless elf,
That haunteth the lone regions where hath trod
No foot of man,) commend thyself to God!
--EA POE
How messy this place has become. Blood, so much blood. And my mother called me the devil, I'd never dream of something like this.
Peter. I know you're here.
...It did not work.
Bring thee to meet his shadow (nameless elf,
That haunteth the lone regions where hath trod
No foot of man,) commend thyself to God!
--EA POE
How messy this place has become. Blood, so much blood. And my mother called me the devil, I'd never dream of something like this.
Peter. I know you're here.
...It did not work.