Phoenix, Arizona is Like an H.P. Lovecraft Nightmare

It is a time in which clouds, heavy with caustic rain, no longer glow with urban fire; a time when the endless tracks of asphalt have been filled with sand, and when once-skeletal lions have fattened themselves on mankind’s tainted remains. Beneath the surface’s burning grit, the desert’s very blood sleeps, waiting for the darkness to fall once again over this forgotten valley of the sun.

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The Whole Hole — WikiHole

The Whole Hole — WikiHole

We were unable to crawl back from the hole for literally hours. Meals were skipped, and our unshaven faces scared children when we emerged. Let’s go down the hole together.