Now the thing sits on my bookshelf.
It reminds me a little bit of the eerie sculptures of Clark Ashton Smith, which I wrote about in 2017.
Also, I've read enough paranormal short stories and seen enough episodes of "Night Gallery" — not to mention those episodes of "The Brady Bunch" with Hawaii, the tiki idol and Vincent Price — to realize that I'm now cohabitating with a cursed object, and I should probably tread very lightly.



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