Genuinely love the stories of The Magnus Archives and Old Gods of Appalachia but it takes so much mental energy to get through just two episodes back to back because it makes the caveman part of my brain go, “oh, ok, we will never sleep again. We must face the darkness to protect the family. Every time you stare into the dark you will feel it staring back, and you will wait to see if it moves. You will not be able to consider the possibility of a benevolent god, you will feel worms beneath your skin, you will think every shadow is a being beyond comprehension and every chill is an omen. You will not be able to eat comfortably for days because your heart is constricting every artery ready to pounce at a thing that is not there. The heat will cloud your mind and coming of night will never be the relief it once was ever again. There is nothing you can do but wait, because fighting is a dream delusion feeds its weakest and most frightened for the thrill of a chase.” and that lowkey makes it kinda hard to exist nicely.