I dreamt I was watching a show about a Mithraic resort, all shots of dancing wheat and gourmet food with a dark undercurrent of sacrifice. Like Children of the Corn meets the Travel Channel. That's what I get for reading about Armenia and going to bed with a headache. No mention of Mithraism though. Not sure what brain fold I've been hiding that in. Some say the geography fits. Some say it doesn't. I say--not to be confused with Mothra.
funky little demons
HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
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