It's been a long day, and all Sagramore wants is to go back to his room and find Laertes there, and let him eclipse all the rest of the world. He smiles at the maggot-riddled demon in front of him and says, cheerfully, "Well, he didn't think of anything as good as you, that's all. But he's devised quite a few tortures by my measure. Once a month he visits some kind of house-wide event that causes real emotional devastation. The last time it was a truth curse. Everyone was confessing their darkest secrets and there was absolutely real suffering visited upon us all. I personally found out my lover had committed atrocities, and I left him. And you should know I've generally been drunk ever since, going to bed with anyone who'll have me, complete debauchery. I know it doesn't have the impact of all of this," with a gesture at Hastur, "but I'm certainly prepared to sell my soul to the Devil about it."
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Date: 2023-12-16 03:58 am (UTC)