Gibbering Mouther’s Incoherent Babble
A susurration of prattling babble fills the air with budding discordance. It rises in...
A susurration of prattling babble fills the air with budding discordance. It rises in...
The void surrounds you like a smothering blanket, pressing in on your senses as your...
The hunger burns through you like a raging inferno, testing your sanity with every...
Like the soft pattering of falling snow, the voices begin as whispers, lost on the biting...
I laugh and hoot like a Gibbering Mouther in an insane mockery of the foe. My...
I pull back the bowstring like a circus master pulling back the curtain. What flies forth...
The battlefield is my circus: my bow bends like a contortionist and launches my arrow...
Like a juggler at the fair, my hands move in complex spirals—too fast to track, too...
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