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- Author: Grim Reverend Steven Rage
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1494317281
- ISBN-13: 9781494317287
- Format: 12.7 x 20.3 x 0.7 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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For your dining and dancing amusement comes a sick and twisted story of the Black Death. During the height of England's Bubonic Plague an ancient Evil Force strolls into London-Town in the form of a would-be doctor. It could smell the blood from miles away, wanting only to help. At the hospital where he cares for the victims of this Black Death, the ill come to him unimpeded. They arrived and fell by the scores. With the help of his ever-faithful assistant, Sightless Agness, a most ravenous cares for them all. Eating his way through an entire hospital, he treats them until there is nothing left. Nothing save their empty eye sockets, a few pounds of leeched bleached bones and some bolts of old dried-out flesh-leather parchment. But the eyes? The eyes of the dead? Sightless Agnes keeps for herself. Seems Fair.
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- Author: Grim Reverend Steven Rage
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1494317281
- ISBN-13: 9781494317287
- Format: 12.7 x 20.3 x 0.7 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
For your dining and dancing amusement comes a sick and twisted story of the Black Death. During the height of England's Bubonic Plague an ancient Evil Force strolls into London-Town in the form of a would-be doctor. It could smell the blood from miles away, wanting only to help. At the hospital where he cares for the victims of this Black Death, the ill come to him unimpeded. They arrived and fell by the scores. With the help of his ever-faithful assistant, Sightless Agness, a most ravenous cares for them all. Eating his way through an entire hospital, he treats them until there is nothing left. Nothing save their empty eye sockets, a few pounds of leeched bleached bones and some bolts of old dried-out flesh-leather parchment. But the eyes? The eyes of the dead? Sightless Agnes keeps for herself. Seems Fair.
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