11: Another Story of Wandering Davey, as told by Longmire,
Priest of the Drowned Magician
“Not another one…”~ Jamey the Crimp, quickly silenced disciple of the Drowned Magician
N-n-n-n-n-no shut up. Shut the f**k up. Let me tell you something about that Texas ranger wannabe motherfucker. If I see him again, he's catching these hands. He's unwrapping hands for Christmas. Hands for Hanukah. He's catching hands for every night of Ramadan. Why? Well partly cause he's a heretic but also cause he's got no respect. For anyone. What do I mean? Let me ask you something: You ever noticed how every single tree in Carcosa is a pine or fir? If it's got needles, it's here. You don't even start to see the leafy kind until you lose so much script your mask fades away and then congratulations, you get t
