He cannot save his family, as they are, each day, tortured and ripped from their womb of safety, being torn into the infinite creatures that rest behind the gates of the universe.Ĭlifford cannot scream, as his family screams for him. And so, the warping of reality came with its shifts and its pulls, its leering fates and forbidden tortures.Ĭlifford is powerless. Her summon used an improper form, a wretched witch had betrayed her. The reason the intrigue spans generations is quite simple: Everybody who loves dogs wishes they had one like Clifford. Emily Elizabeth attempted to summon Clifford's ancestors to join him in his renewal of life on Earth but.something went wrong. Norman Bridwells Clifford the Big Red Dog series of books dates back to 1963, so most parents with young children probably remember reading the stories themselves. The beings that tower over this failed Guardian of Dog play with his newly formed and humanistic emotions like a mutt plays with a chew toy, crawling its teeth into the artificial orifices, letting it scream a mighty "PEEEEE-HEEEEEEW" as it releases its last breath.Ĭlifford repeats the same day, every single day, for eternity. Clifford, descending from the 4th dimension (ruled by the catatonic giga-god G'rethaulxt), is not without power, but certainly is without hope. No, he is incapable of keeping those he holds in his heart safe from the greater beasts of the outer realms. This is the monolithic question Clifford faces, over and over again, as he's forced to watch his family be ripped from the Earth in an agonizing departure. What is it like to watch your loved ones die?
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