What indeed, and where sourced those murky ingredients of fear and bumps and monsters munching, and who stirs the inky pot and banishes righteous luminosity. Haste, haste stumbling haste, the rapacious dark must be fed, but secure its chains and do not slip where it's last meal bled.
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What indeed, and where sourced those murky ingredients of fear and bumps and monsters munching, and who stirs the inky pot and banishes righteous luminosity. Haste, haste stumbling haste, the rapacious dark must be fed, but secure its chains and do not slip where it's last meal bled.