West of Arkham the hills rise wild, and there are valleys with deep woods that no axe has ever cut. There are dark narrow glens where the trees slope fantastically, and where thin brooklets trickle without ever having caught the glint of sunlight.
~HP Lovecraft
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Fabulous
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I so agree! And I love HP’s prose. It’s a world unto itself as well.
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A perfect place for the fairies !!
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