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“The Thing cannot be described - there is no language for such abysms of shrieking and immemorial lunacy, such eldritch contradictions of all matter, force, and cosmic order. A mountain walked or stumbled." - H. P. Lovecraft, "The Call of Cthulhu"

Night falls on Khazad-dum Delve deeply, greed malign Black pit of mithril mine Come Balrog, shadow-flame! Moria-Coming-Fire, Durin's Bane! And then it all burns down Durin's Bane!

"Aldebaran, the Hyades, Alar, Hastur, glided through the cloud-rifts which fluttered and flapped as they passed like the scolloped tatters of the King in Yellow.”

"Have you seen the Yellow Sign?"

Have you found the Yellow Sign?

"They were the blasphemous fish-frogs of the nameless design--living and horrible..." - H.P. Lovecraft, "The Shadow over Innsmouth"

Along the shore the cloud waves break, The twin suns sink behind the lake, The shadows lengthen In Carcosa. Strange is the night where black stars rise, And strange moons circle through the skies, But stranger still is Lost Carcosa. Songs that the Hyades shall sing, Where flap the tatters of the King, Must die unheard in Dim Carcosa. Song of my soul, my voice is dead, Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa. —"Cassilda's Song" in The King in Yellow Act 1, Scene 2

"It was called...'The Esoteric Order of Dagon', and was undoubtedly a debased, quasi-pagan thing imported from the East a century before..." - H.P. Lovecraft, The Shadow over Innsmouth

Education opens the door to a different world

"Ever Their praises, and abundance to the Black Goat of the Woods."

If I say that my somewhat extravagant imagination yielded simultaneous pictures of an octopus, a dragon, and a human caricature, I shall not be unfaithful to the spirit of the thing.

"Long shall be your suffering. Joyous be your pain." --Asteroth, Daemon Prince of Slaanesh

That is not dead which can eternal lie And with strange aeons even death may die.

"...the King in Yellow had opened his tattered mantle and there was only God to cry to now." - Robert W. Chambers, The Yellow Sign

Ex Ignorantia Ad Sapientiam; Ex Luce Ad Tenebras (Out of ignorance into wisdom; Out of light into darkness)

"You saw the thing that walked on the wind? Then He will return for you, for none can see Him and escape."

"There are horrors beyond life's edge that we do not suspect, and once in a while man's evil prying calls them just within our range." - H. P. Lovecraft

There flapped rhythmically a horde of tame, trained, hybrid winged things... not altogether crows, nor moles, nor buzzards, nor ants, nor decomposed human beings, but something I cannot and must not recall.

"The Old Ones were, the Old Ones are, and the Old Ones shall be. Not in the spaces we know, but between them. They walk serene and primal, undimensioned and to us unseen."

"They were the blasphemous fish-frogs of the nameless design--living and horrible--and as I saw them I knew also of what that humped, tiaraed priest in the black church basement had so fearsomely reminded me." - H.P. Lovecraft, "The Shadow over Innsmouth"

“Yog-Sothoth knows the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the key and guardian of the gate.” - H.P. Lovecraft, "The Dunwich Horror"

"The daemon-sultan Azathoth gnaws hungrily in chaos amid pounding and piping and the hellish dancing of the Other Gods."

“...black wings--Yog-Sothoth save me--the three-lobed burning eye....” -- H. P. Lovecraft, "The Ghost of the Dark"

"You shall know Tsathoggua by his great girth and his batlike furriness and the look of a sleepy black toad which he has eternally. He will rise not from his place, even in the ravening of hunger, but will wait in divine slothfulness for the sacrifice."

Have you seen the Yellow Sign?

"What his fate would be, he did not know; but he felt that he was held for the coming of that frightful soul and messenger of infinity’s Other Gods, the crawling chaos Nyarlathotep."

“I see it--coming here--hell-wind--titan blur--black wings--Yog-Sothoth save me--the three-lobed burning eye....”

When you're lost in Carcosa and hunger strikes, there's only one place to go!

Iä! Shub-Niggurath! The Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young!

"In his house at R'lyeh, dead Cthulhu waits dreaming."

Iä! Shub-Niggurath! The Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young!

"I like coffee exceedingly." - H. P. Lovecraft

Zoth-Ommog, a son of Cthulhu

"It was called, she said, 'The Esoteric Order of Dagon', and was undoubtedly a debased, quasi-pagan thing imported from the East a century before, at a time when the Innsmouth fisheries seemed to be going barren." - H.P. Lovecraft, The Shadow over Innsmouth

Yog-Sothoth knows the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the key and guardian of the gate. Past, present, future, all are one in Yog-Sothoth. He knows where the Old Ones broke through of old, and where They shall break through again. He knows where They have trod earth's fields, and where They still tread them, and why no one can behold Them as They tread.