In Memoriam.
Vulture E. L. Sullivan (herein referred to consistently by the pronoun it, though it was also known to use the pronouns they and he), allegedly, was a reclusive and secretive individual living at some point in the 21st century. Little is known about its birth, death, or what occurred in between. Whether any of these happened in the first place is, frankly, debatable. All which is known is that it harbored a love for art, counterculture, and the generally strange.
Writings credited to Sullivan frequently delved into the realms of science fiction and gothic horror, though it seemed to enjoy experimenting with form.
That being said, those reading its works have often described them as
"drug out and unnecessarily long" and frequently left them feeling
"a bit confused." Its writing has also been politely described as
"comma city" or otherwise acknowledged as using an entirely superfluous amount of commas. Less politely, it has been described as
"us[ing] big words without knowing what they mean."
Judgement, of course, is something which one should only pass oneself. Examining evidence is crucial to forming a viewpoint, after all. The reader is, thus, invited to examine the contents of this tomb and form an opinion on Sullivan and its artistic endeavors for themself, should they dare.