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A final swoop of the nightgots and mounted ghouls was very sudden.

Each of the grayish toad-like blasphemy. and mounted ghouls was very sudden.

Each of the grayish toad-like blasphemies

in their almost human slaves

being seized by a group of nightgaunts

before a sound was made. The moonbeasts, of course, were voiceless, and even the slaves had little

chance to scream before rubbery paws choked them into silence. Horrible were the writhings of those great jellyish

abnormalities as the sardonic nightgaunts clutch them, but nothing availed against

the strength of those black prehensile talons.

When a moonbeast writhed too violently, a night gaunt would seize and pull its quivering pink

tentacles, which seemed to hurt so much that the victim would cease its struggles.

Carter expected to see much slaughter, but found that the ghouls were far a settler in their plans.

They glibbered certain simple orders to the nightgaunts which held the captives, trusting

the rest to instinct, and soon the hapless creatures were born silently away

into the great abyss, to be distributed impartially amongst the voles, gugs, gasts, and other dwellers in darkness whose modes of nourishment are not painless to their chosen victims.

Whoa, that is not a pleasant beginning to this episode. Not pleasant but very exciting.

Yeah, very exciting. This is the fourth part of H.P. Lovecraft's The Dream Quest of Bundununadat. You are joining us here at the H.P. Lovecraft's The Dream Quest of a unknown cadet.

You are joining us here at the H.P. Lovecraft Literary Podcast where we're discussing said story.

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