It's a perfect night for mystery and horror. The air itself is filled with monsters.

I'm all ears.

H.P. podcraft.com It happened that in the midst of the

it happened that in the midst of the dissipations attendant upon the London Winter there appeared at the various parties of the leaders of the tongue a nobleman

more remarkable for his singularities than his rank.

He gazed upon the mirth around him as if he could not participate therein.

Apparently, the light laughter of the fair only attracted his attention that he might by

look quell it and throw fear into those breasts where thoughtlessness reined.

Those who felt this sensation of awe could not explain whence it arose,

some attributed it to the dead grey eye which fixing upon the object's face

did not seem to penetrate and at one glance to pierce through the awkward inward

workings of the heart but fell upon the cheek with a leaden ray that weighed

upon the skin it could not pass. His peculiarities caused him to be invited to

every house. All wished to see him and those who had been accustomed to violent excitement and

now felt the weight of Onui, were pleased at having something in their presence capable

of engaging their attention. capable of

the engaging their attention. That was the opening few lines of Dr.

John William Pallidore's The Vampire

in what seems to be a description of my co-host Chad Fyfer.

You're listening to the H.P. Lovecraft literary podcast.

Here at H.Pypycraft.

I'm Chris Lackey.

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