In His House At R’lyeh, Dead Cthulhu Waits Dreaming.

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“It is new, indeed, for I made it last night in a dream of strange cities; and dreams are older than brooding Tyre or the contemplative Sphinx, or garden-girdled Babylon.”

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Slightly greying, bequiffed and enterprising visual artist from Up North.
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