Shadow Of Yog Sothoth Tapestries

the single most stolen piece of art from my site, the GatesofYith. painted in 97, sold at DragonCon in '98. All ownership and rights remain property of Anita S. Moore

yog sothoth is the key and guardian of the gate

Yog-Sothoth knows the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the key and guardian of the gate.

Yog-Sothoth knows the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the key and guardian of the gate

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.

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.

“Yog-Sothoth knows the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the key and guardian of the gate."

Yog-Sothoth is a cosmic entity and Outer God. Born of the Nameless Mist, he is the progenitor of Cthulhu, Hastur the Unspeakable and the ancestor of the Voormi.

“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"

Through Yog-Sothoth, all things are possible...even the monstrous and abominable.

A sentient blob of self-shaping gelatinous flesh, something like a giant amoeba

The Dunwich Horror

A portrait of H.P Lovecraft and his mythos characters.

Yog-Sothoth forest

“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.” - H.P. Lovecraft, "The Dunwich Horror"

The Deep One

"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."

"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."

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.

“Oh, oh, my Gawd, that haff face--that haff face on top of it...that face with the red eyes an’ crinkly albino hair, an’ no chin, like the Whateleys...It was a octopus, centipede, spider kind o’ thing, but they was a haff-shaped man’s face on top of it, an’ it looked like Wizard Whateley’s, only it was yards an’ yards acrost....” -- H. P Lovecraft, "The Dunwich Horror"

"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."

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

Yog-Sothtoth

Bring forth cute horrors through reading magical books!

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

On a small coastal town, an eccentric scholar is about to close the distance between our realm and the cosmos, if he succeeds this little paradisiac place may become the host of loathsome and eldritch horrors that lurk beyond the blasphemous void of unmentionable madness. the stars are right and the moon is red, soon everyone will wish they where dead... I hope you enjoy the mixture between cosmic horror and 80s retro elements, i tought i could do something different but at the same time familiar, and i wanted to create a lore so it had a deeper meaning, this is the result, i hope you love it as much as i loved making it.

"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."

The Miskatonic university seal from the works of HP Lovecraft, perfect for fans of HP Lovecraft and the Miskatonic University. This is a take on a more modern Misktanonic University seal instead of a more vintage version of the Miskatonic University logo.

"Their hand is at your throats, yet ye see Them not; and Their habitation is even one with your guarded threshold. Yog-Sothoth is the key to the gate, whereby the spheres meet. Man rules now where They ruled once; They shall soon rule where man rules now. After summer is winter, after winter summer. They wait patient and potent, for here shall They reign again."

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.

Sleeper of N'kai

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

Confused spawn of Cthulhu, wtf ?

The eldritch horrors are lurking somewhere in space.

what part of " Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn " don't you understand ?

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