re: #25 LudwigVanQuixote

ONE OF MY GREATEST LOVERS WAS ALSO SO FAIR, FAIR AS A SPRING DAY, A FAIR-SKINNED CREATURE WITH THE LOWER TORSO OF A MASSIVE FIDDLER CRAB, SHE SAT PRONE AND WAITING, ON A BED THAT WAS CONSTRUCTED ONLY FOR HER

HEIGHT 13’4”
SKIN: FAIR, SO FAIR, A CARAPACE LIKE YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE
HAIR: NONE
BLOODTYPE: UNKNOWN
GUNDAM: IRRELEVANT

SHE ONCE WHISPERED INTO MY EAR OF A MIRROR WORLD, WITH ITS OWN MIRROR GOD. ONE COULD UNLOCK IT WITH THE PROPER KEY, AND WITH MORE PROPER CONCENTRATION. HER MIND WAS ABSOLUTE WHEN WE BEDDED TOGETHER, GENDER WAS DISCARDED AS LEAVES ARE DISCARDED IN FALL, FRAGMENTS OF RIDICULOUS HUMANITY LEFT ON COBBLESTONE STREETS LIKE SO MANY PEANUT SHELLS

A BLACK-YET-CAUCASIAN QUEER HUMANOID WITH THE MERE MINIMUM OF FOUR LIMBS SUCH AS MYSELF, I HAD NO IDEA OF THE GATES THAT WOULD BE UNFURLED AT THE SLIGHTEST MENTION

AWASH AND YET BETWEEN THE MANY DOORWAYS I DARE NOT DESCRIBE, I PASSED THROUGH EACH ONE AS IF A CHILD, UNDONE AND RECONSTRUCTED WITH A VIGOR, EACH PART OF ME THRUST INTO EACH OTHER PART, STABBING SENSATION THAT RELEASES AN OCEAN OF ECSTASY AND UNDERSTANDING

A CRAB NOW

A CRAB FILLS MY VISION

THE GOD OF GODS IS A CRAB, AN ETERNAL CRAB