[eev]

"...surely, your Archlich. Something must be salvagable here."

"Sloppy work. Even its tendons are grafted loose by the edges. We expected much better, apprentice."

"I-... I tried my hardest- I'm sorry, I will do better."

"Cast this one in the sewers, begin all over again."

Writhing mass of rejected flesh, boils and tumors.
Each squeal, contort, lash with appendages seen never before.

Bother not to look back, oh ye who have stumbled upon tarnished skin.
For rusted iron blocks thine path backwards, and ahead remains horrors to break the sturdiest man.

For the worst mother's day,
Is one to beget her children's death.


(Taken!)