Devine-Escapes

The Kookaratchas of Zeta Reticula Cosmic horror by Devin Devine, stone mason This isn’t a stone masonry job site, this is more like some kinda BDSM club, with no safe word. It’s also a temple, and terrible sacrifices are made. The gods loom over. They gather round and lean in, like giant slavering psychopath cockroaches from Zeta Reticula. I said: like giant slavering psychopath cockroaches from Zeta Reticula. With long uncoiling tongues they lap up the agony, greedily clicking their pincers as they slurpity slurp slurp up. some. pain. An exquisite treat for them: when it looks like the pain is over, we’re about done for the day and I see a rainbow rising. I’m coming home…but then it turns out we got 200 more square feet to lay. And then the rain from earlier comes back, but not enough to justify packing it in for the day, so we must continue in the mud. I feed them daily. Them from Zeta Reticula. I serve them up sweet sweet loosh, with side orders of red sauce, often. When the