gurobob:

Imagine a cake.

It’s so perfect you can’t look away. The smell is intoxicating. It’s so beautiful you cry. From across the room you swear you can taste it.

Your heart is pounding.

Walk closer and you’re overwhelmed. Your senses explode with a pleasure so intense that your body can’t handle it. You die of ecstasy before you can even take a bite.

This is what he is creatures of carrion. To the insects and worms, fungus, and even bacteria. He’s a stygian void; a black hole they can’t escape.

Their senses may have different names, but it’s death they’re seeking.

And that’s why Lawrence eats a lot of gas station/fast food.