Actually
Foreign gods are quite foreign indeed.
But foreign gods from the starry sea are even more bizarre. They have no fixed shape, only a mass of tentacles that are too obscene for the common folk to behold. That's how ARN rationalized her sanity, as she stared at the squirming pile of flesh and eyes before her.
Around her, the other cultists lay on the floor, motionless. Some were still choking, not yet suffocated by their vomit, but she was patient – they would all "bite the dust" soon enough.
