Far below your beds, further than your mind can hold, at the center of the Earth, there is a gigantic Squid. Imponderable, its limbs flex incrementally and invisible lines of force vibrate out to join the cosmic conversation. Its ageless voice reshapes reality through flickering wastelands beneath a twinned sickle moon. The Squid at the Center of the Earth never blinks; swimming through nirvana it sculpts infinity until the land of two moons calls itself home.
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This is blasphemy against the true god Flying Spaghetti Monster and you shall be going to hell where the beer is stale, the hookers have VD, the cannabis never gets you high and you are in a fully lobby on Halo Wars yet the game never begins....EVER!