Ring "Shub-Niggurath"

Author: Praskovia Vlasova (Girhasha)

Material: sterling silver, bronze or German silver.

Dimentions: diameter can be change, distains between horns – 6.2 cm (2.4 in.), length – 7 cm (2.7 in.).

Status: For sale.

 

Dirty streets of this damned city hide secrets more frightful than the market of illegal alcoholic drinks, prostitution and even murders. In comparison with the darkness that I witnessed, all the human sins fade, and any aspirations and soul impulses look like a purposeless mess. I saw something truly horrible and nameless flashing and disappearing in the gloom. These memories dry out my mouth. My hands shake preventing me from pouring a glass of whiskey. The bitter cigarette taste mixes with the smell of fear that has soaked the room while I was sitting here admiring my trophies. It is not enough to go to the police, yet sufficient to start suspecting my own mind of treason.

Only a madman would agree to take this case stinking of troubles. A foreboding sense deep in my gut warned me against it, but I could not resist under my client’s gaze. Perhaps, even now, under the scab of fear and approaching insanity, I look forward to our next meeting. Her image does not leave my mind strangely alternating with terrible fantastic pictures. They undermine my mind proving the falsity of our vicious but cozy world. It seems that I'm missing something...

I was startled by the insistent knocking. It was already after midnight. I did not notice how time went by so quickly. My bottle and a pack of cigarettes were empty. My client was on the doorstep. She was breathtakingly beautiful. I invited her to enter, and from that moment all my memories were vague as an opium fog. We talked, I showed her all the clues, explained how I got them. She gradually pulled out of me all my insane theories which appeared to me during this long night.

I was like a puppet, submitting to the slightest movements of her elegant hand. She was so close that I could smell her hair and skin through the thin aroma of her perfume. She kissed me and moved away to look in my eyes, but I could not kiss her back – my eyes were fixed on her hand squeezing my pistol. She was aiming at me, but I saw only a black heavy ring on her finger. It looked the same as the pendant of a cultist that I killed.

The fog, wrapping my mind, vanished. How could I be so blind? All this time I was cleaning up evidences against them, and the time had come to get rid of me. I needed to get a grip on myself.

 

Feedback from one of the owners: "It is a unbelievably awesome and comfortable! In spite of complicated form ring have not any problems, and furthermore I do not want take it off!"


Ring could change diameter, so it is suitable as for woman’s hand as for elegant man’s hand. 

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