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Podcast Episode: ROCK DEDICATION: He Never Died (Dedicated to JEFFREY
Now I know the mysteries of the sea, Tranquil emerald hues, emerald blues, enrapture me, Forever embraced with the mermaid queen, Now I know why the mariner nervously glances, Why no one on Grand Isle will ever say he died. For I too, will never die. They say he never died! In the night his spirit glides, Through the cold the sea roars, Pierre lives on forevermore. -
Podcast Episode: ROCK DEDICATION: He Never Died (Dedicated to JEFFREY
Now I know the mysteries of the sea, Tranquil emerald hues, emerald blues, enrapture me, Forever embraced with the mermaid queen, Now I know why the mariner nervously glances, Why no one on Grand Isle will ever say he died. For I too, will never die. They say he never died! In the night his spirit glides, Through the cold the sea roars, Pierre lives on forevermore. -
Podcast Episode: ROCK DEDICATION: He Never Died (Dedicated to JEFFREY
Now I know the mysteries of the sea, Tranquil emerald hues, emerald blues, enrapture me, Forever embraced with the mermaid queen, Now I know why the mariner nervously glances, Why no one on Grand Isle will ever say he died. For I too, will never die. They say he never died! In the night his spirit glides, Through the cold the sea roars, Pierre lives on forevermore. -
Podcast Episode: ROCK DEDICATION: He Never Died (Dedicated to JEFFREY
Now I know the mysteries of the sea, Tranquil emerald hues, emerald blues, enrapture me, Forever embraced with the mermaid queen, Now I know why the mariner nervously glances, Why no one on Grand Isle will ever say he died. For I too, will never die. They say he never died! In the night his spirit glides, Through the cold the sea roars, Pierre lives on forevermore. -
Podcast Episode: ROCK DEDICATION: He Never Died (Dedicated to JEFFREY
Now I know the mysteries of the sea, Tranquil emerald hues, emerald blues, enrapture me, Forever embraced with the mermaid queen, Now I know why the mariner nervously glances, Why no one on Grand Isle will ever say he died. For I too, will never die. They say he never died! In the night his spirit glides, Through the cold the sea roars, Pierre lives on forevermore. -
ROCK DEDICATION: He Never Died (Dedicated to JEFFREY JAMES LEBLANC, SR.)
Tranquil emerald hues, emerald blues, enrapture me, Forever embraced with the mermaid queen, Now I know why the mariner nervously glances, Why no one on Grand Isle will ever say he died. For I too, will never die. They say he never died! In the night his spirit glides, Through the cold the sea roars, Pierre lives on forevermore. ---HE NEVER DIED -
ROCK DEDICATION: He Never Died (Dedicated to JEFFREY JAMES LEBLANC, SR.)
Tranquil emerald hues, emerald blues, enrapture me, Forever embraced with the mermaid queen, Now I know why the mariner nervously glances, Why no one on Grand Isle will ever say he died. For I too, will never die. They say he never died! In the night his spirit glides, Through the cold the sea roars, Pierre lives on forevermore. ---HE NEVER DIED -
ROCK DEDICATION: He Never Died (Dedicated to JEFFREY JAMES LEBLANC, SR.)
Tranquil emerald hues, emerald blues, enrapture me, Forever embraced with the mermaid queen, Now I know why the mariner nervously glances, Why no one on Grand Isle will ever say he died. For I too, will never die. They say he never died! In the night his spirit glides, Through the cold the sea roars, Pierre lives on forevermore. ---HE NEVER DIED -
ROCK DEDICATION: He Never Died (Dedicated to JEFFREY JAMES LEBLANC, SR.)
Tranquil emerald hues, emerald blues, enrapture me, Forever embraced with the mermaid queen, Now I know why the mariner nervously glances, Why no one on Grand Isle will ever say he died. For I too, will never die. They say he never died! In the night his spirit glides, Through the cold the sea roars, Pierre lives on forevermore. ---HE NEVER DIED -
ROCK DEDICATION: He Never Died (Dedicated to JEFFREY JAMES LEBLANC, SR.)
Tranquil emerald hues, emerald blues, enrapture me, Forever embraced with the mermaid queen, Now I know why the mariner nervously glances, Why no one on Grand Isle will ever say he died. For I too, will never die. They say he never died! In the night his spirit glides, Through the cold the sea roars, Pierre lives on forevermore. ---HE NEVER DIED -
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MYTHOS MAYHEM: ‘Nyarlathotep’ by H.P. Lovecraft (Featuring ‘Nyarlathotep the Yellow King’)
Nyarlathotep... the crawling chaos... I am the last... I will tell the audient void...' --H. P. Lovecraft (NYARLATHOTEP) -
MYTHOS MAYHEM: ‘Nyarlathotep’ by H.P. Lovecraft (Featuring ‘Nyarlathotep the Yellow King’)
Nyarlathotep... the crawling chaos... I am the last... I will tell the audient void...' --H. P. Lovecraft (NYARLATHOTEP) -
MYTHOS MAYHEM: ‘Nyarlathotep’ by H.P. Lovecraft (Featuring ‘Nyarlathotep the Yellow King’)
Nyarlathotep... the crawling chaos... I am the last... I will tell the audient void...' --H. P. Lovecraft (NYARLATHOTEP) -
MYTHOS MAYHEM: ‘Nyarlathotep’ by H.P. Lovecraft (Featuring ‘Nyarlathotep the Yellow King’)
Nyarlathotep... the crawling chaos... I am the last... I will tell the audient void...' --H. P. Lovecraft (NYARLATHOTEP) -
MYTHOS MAYHEM: ‘Nyarlathotep’ by H.P. Lovecraft (Featuring ‘Nyarlathotep the Yellow King’)
Nyarlathotep... the crawling chaos... I am the last... I will tell the audient void...' --H. P. Lovecraft (NYARLATHOTEP) -
VAMPIRE HORROR: ‘The Strigae’ by Marcel Schwob
'While one watches over the dead, one can hear the strigae: they sing airs that carry one away and which, despite oneself, one obeys.' --MARCEL SCHWOB (The Strigae)https://dwellerofthedark.com/2026/07/13/vampire-horror-the-strigae-by-marcel-schwob/
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VAMPIRE HORROR: ‘The Strigae’ by Marcel Schwob
'While one watches over the dead, one can hear the strigae: they sing airs that carry one away and which, despite oneself, one obeys.' --MARCEL SCHWOB (The Strigae)https://dwellerofthedark.com/2026/07/13/vampire-horror-the-strigae-by-marcel-schwob/
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VAMPIRE HORROR: ‘The Strigae’ by Marcel Schwob
'While one watches over the dead, one can hear the strigae: they sing airs that carry one away and which, despite oneself, one obeys.' --MARCEL SCHWOB (The Strigae)https://dwellerofthedark.com/2026/07/13/vampire-horror-the-strigae-by-marcel-schwob/
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VAMPIRE HORROR: ‘The Strigae’ by Marcel Schwob
'While one watches over the dead, one can hear the strigae: they sing airs that carry one away and which, despite oneself, one obeys.' --MARCEL SCHWOB (The Strigae)https://dwellerofthedark.com/2026/07/13/vampire-horror-the-strigae-by-marcel-schwob/
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VAMPIRE HORROR: ‘The Strigae’ by Marcel Schwob
'While one watches over the dead, one can hear the strigae: they sing airs that carry one away and which, despite oneself, one obeys.' --MARCEL SCHWOB (The Strigae)https://dwellerofthedark.com/2026/07/13/vampire-horror-the-strigae-by-marcel-schwob/
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ALIEN SCIENCE FICTION HORROR: ‘Nasty Thing Inside’ by DAVE SMITH
Venom kissed, alien caressed, the time of humanity’s rule on Earth was no more. Human bones became the ageless dust of brilliant, shimmering stars. --EPOCH OF SATURNALIA -
ALIEN SCIENCE FICTION HORROR: ‘Nasty Thing Inside’ by DAVE SMITH
Venom kissed, alien caressed, the time of humanity’s rule on Earth was no more. Human bones became the ageless dust of brilliant, shimmering stars. --EPOCH OF SATURNALIA -
ALIEN SCIENCE FICTION HORROR: ‘Nasty Thing Inside’ by DAVE SMITH
Venom kissed, alien caressed, the time of humanity’s rule on Earth was no more. Human bones became the ageless dust of brilliant, shimmering stars. --EPOCH OF SATURNALIA -
ALIEN SCIENCE FICTION HORROR: ‘Nasty Thing Inside’ by DAVE SMITH
Venom kissed, alien caressed, the time of humanity’s rule on Earth was no more. Human bones became the ageless dust of brilliant, shimmering stars. --EPOCH OF SATURNALIA -
ALIEN SCIENCE FICTION HORROR: ‘Nasty Thing Inside’ by DAVE SMITH
Venom kissed, alien caressed, the time of humanity’s rule on Earth was no more. Human bones became the ageless dust of brilliant, shimmering stars. --EPOCH OF SATURNALIA -
HORROR MASTER INTERVIEW: Alex Grass (Author of A BOY’S HAMMER, INFERNAL TRAMPS and Many More!)
Our interview with horror master ALEX GRASS!!! -
HORROR MASTER INTERVIEW: Alex Grass (Author of A BOY’S HAMMER, INFERNAL TRAMPS and Many More!)
Our interview with horror master ALEX GRASS!!! -
HORROR MASTER INTERVIEW: Alex Grass (Author of A BOY’S HAMMER, INFERNAL TRAMPS and Many More!)
Our interview with horror master ALEX GRASS!!! -
HORROR MASTER INTERVIEW: Alex Grass (Author of A BOY’S HAMMER, INFERNAL TRAMPS and Many More!)
Our interview with horror master ALEX GRASS!!! -
HORROR MASTER INTERVIEW: Alex Grass (Author of A BOY’S HAMMER, INFERNAL TRAMPS and Many More!)
Our interview with horror master ALEX GRASS!!!