This is pure excellence my friends. The behemoth of worldly drama. Mac Wellman knows the souls of vampires and you should cower at his feet.
"Happiness is a squirt of squid's ink in the baptismal font of the shit-named."
The horror!
"What masticates incarnadines."
The bloody gore!
"My name is Moral Shadow Witherspoon and my family is an old one, older I sometimes think than even the figure of Adam. That clinched nail in the mind of our creator, the defiler of polyphonous pagany, that eremite gasbag - Jehovah the Monotheist."
The heretical!
Never has the good Count been so funny! So indignant! Never has a vampyrette shown such contempt for modern democracy! Go. Read the Land Beyond the Forest this very instant or I suspect you may be the victim of some masticating incarnidation before you can even squeal DRKLOA! (Threat not valid in Sioux City, Iowa)