"As smouldering cinders can attract, and singe, and slay
the fitful moth, so the distancing city, ancient Bathousae
on Lake Fallow's shore, beckons to demise the unsuspecting,
sacrificed to the Untoward, and that chaos it is erecting."
---Kermes Vermilio, The Vermillion Profanations
So many words from the Knave of Wallow wander;
one speculates on just how much he has to squander.
Starward