Sep 16, 2007 11:42
If you come near this rock, you'll hear the sounds of something breathing, dripping, oozing. If you stand in ths place, you'll smell something drowning, rotting, putrifying. If you look this way, you'll see blood in the water, pooling out from the shadowy thing just beneath the surface.
Whatever it is is dead and still. For the moment.
simon skinner,
santi,
le chiffre