There is a house above the world, where the over-people gather.
There is a man with wings like a bird.
There is a man who can see across the planet and wring diamonds from its anthracite.
There is a man who moves so fast that his life is an endless gallery of statues.
In the house above the world, the over-people gather...
And sit...
And listen...
... To a dry, mad voice that whispers of Earthdeath.
Swamp Thing #24 - Swamp Thing (1983–1987)