pshents

Updated: July 6, 2025

I beheld the kings of the subterranean races seated upon thrones grand old men, though dry, withered, wrinkled like parchment, and blackened with naphtha and bitumen all wearing pshents of gold, and breast-plates and gorgets glittering with precious stones, their eyes immovably fixed like the eyes of sphinxes, and their long beards whitened by the snow of centuries.

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