Lovecraft and Edgar Allan Poe. “What the hell. "And now," said Thames, (for we must still preserve the name,) "you will no longer defer my happiness. They will guess that I am English. ’ Gerald shrugged. She felt like a dried-up old woman. I go back about once a year. "Yes, loves, Winny. —"Oh! about that boy, Thames Darrell. ” She raked into the fire with the poker. ’ Fury rippled again. She dragged the broken bottle across her carotid artery, creating an inch-deep gash upon her throat.
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