There are many evils which deprive sleep of its restorative power, but most insidious is the Dream. It arrives in the brain, it torments, it is forgotten, and its passage is only marked by fatigue. We have all shared it; we have all dreamed its yellow halls.
The King in Yellow Leaves his House and types ADVENT.EXE
This is a bleak delight.
Thank you for the oxygen, I read this as easily as I could breathe
Simply wonderful.
As a huge fan of HPL and his ilk, this is like eldritch candy to me!