horror at rhossili bay
by uzwi
C had to have a cup of tea after witnessing this survivor of an ancient race as it emerged from the sand on a popular Welsh beach.
“It needed to tell its story,” she reports. Above all, it needed to be seen. This need was so intense she could only take photographs helplessly until the light went, trapped there, unaware of the incoming tide, by the narcissism of vanished & horrific species.
Photo: Cath Phillips
the m john harrison blog 
It looks exactly like Glottis in ‘Grim Fandango’, (perhaps the best adventure game ever).
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Hi, infinite thought. It didn’t play piano as well as Glottis though.
I suspect its message was “Put that bloody fag out or you’ll end up looking like me.”