- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
those are perals that were her eyes: nothing of her that doth fade but doth suffer a sea- change into something rich and strange.
eight legs (i feel them walking on me) and how many voices- three? five? eight?-I am become a most delicate monster indeed.
What a brave new world- sand and darkness, and sand and loneliness, sand and emptiness, sand and the spider- what a brave new world, that hath suck monsters in it.
woa has anyone seen that one yet or is it new?