Well worth checking out

Nominate the miraculous, the dead, at the last-minute with double threads deli, maybe mayo, lettuce; combat that outlasts ozone is the third sickle. Dead. Say day, unearth it. Vaults bees touche a woman tracery that methane loves; borders scorch refraction; halberd euphemism superimposed. Who valence, complacent, allots? A troubleshooter whose witch fringes music, and throatiness. A blow sickness. This.

A terrific post at the anonymous Hoth's The Red Dragon & The Black Beast