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The Black Maybe: Liminal Tales The Black Maybe: Liminal Tales by Attila Veres
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“It was a rather odd melody. It reminded me of sunsets I had never seen myself because they were before my time, and of sunsets I never will see, because they'll happen long after I'm dead.”
Attila Veres, The Black Maybe: Liminal Tales
“The women grabbed the larva and turned it upside down. Erzsébet took the drill in her hands and pointed the end of it against the larva’s skin. ‘What are you doing that for?’ Emese asked. ‘If I don’t make an asshole for it, it will die later on, dear. Every animal needs an asshole, didn’t you know that?’ She smiled sweetly at the girl, then with a quick movement she drilled a hole into the larva and expanded the opening with a knife. Black blood dripped onto the ground. ‘The”
Attila Veres, The Black Maybe: Liminal Tales
“An important tip: whatever danger you find yourself in, and however tired you feel, you shouldn’t miss any chance to admire the horrors of the mountain, since that is why you are there. Even in your last moments you might see and experience things that add to your knowledge and enrich your life. Don’t worry about death; it’s just an unavoidable nuisance. In”
Attila Veres, The Black Maybe: Liminal Tales
“Sometimes I truly don’t understand people.”
Attila Veres, The Black Maybe: Liminal Tales
“By the time we woke up, the members of the cult had committed mass suicide. They had slit their own throats. I felt the same pang of disappointment I had last felt on the airplane when I missed the duty-free. Why did they eat their portion of the food if they planned to kill themselves anyway?”
Attila Veres, The Black Maybe: Liminal Tales
“He was there with us in the cabin. I couldn’t see him, but a vision of him appeared in my mind. He was standing between the aisles, and with his million blind eyes he could see our souls. His countless claws were painted with the dried blood of newborns; flesh-eating worms wriggled in his thoughts. His horns scraped the plane’s green upholstery. He walked between the rows, looking for his victim. ‘Ar’gtatoth,”
Attila Veres, The Black Maybe: Liminal Tales
“I wish the Lord had taken my husband's life personally. Then I wouldn't have had to do it myself!”
Attila Veres, The Black Maybe: Liminal Tales
“Edith, you are living proof that nobody on Earth is innocent. Least of all the ignorant.”
Attila Veres, The Black Maybe: Liminal Tales