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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 a terrible, indescribable thing vaster than any subway train-—a shapeless congeries of protoplasmic bubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes forming and unforming as pustules of greenish light..." - H. P. Lovecraft, At the Mountains of Madness

Gandalf / Tell your hobbits not to walk my way / Tell your hobbits not to hear my words / What they mean / What they say / Gandalf

"Shocking and uncouth black things with smooth, oily, whale-like surfaces, unpleasant horns that curved inward toward each other, bat wings whose beating made no sound, ugly prehensile paws, and barbed tails that lashed needlessly and disquietingly. And worst of all, they never spoke or laughed, and never smiled because they had no faces at all to smile with, but only a suggestive blankness where a face ought to be. All they ever did was clutch and fly and tickle; that was the way of night-gaunts." -H.P. Lovecraft, The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath

"Where Nyarlathotep went, rest vanished, for the small hours were rent with the screams of nightmare."

"Ithaqua carries his victims with him in the far spaces above the earth..." -- August Derleth, "Beyond the Threshold"

"And where Nyarlathotep went, rest vanished, for the small hours were rent with the screams of nightmare." — H. P. Lovecraft, "Nyarlathotep"

"Have you found the Yellow Sign?"

"The spawn of Yuggoth had perished aeons before, but had left behind them one monstrous and terrible living thing which could never die—their hellish god or patron daemon Ghatanothoa, which lowered and brooded eternally though unseen in the crypts beneath that fortress on Yaddith-Gho." - H. P. Lovecraft and Hazel Heald, "Out of the Aeons"

Gruß vom Krampus!

"With only a slight churning to mark its rise to the surface, the thing slid into view above the dark waters. Vast, Polyphemus-like, and loathsome, it darted like a stupendous monster of nightmares to the monolith, about which it flung its gigantic scaly arms, the while it bowed its hideous head and gave vent to certain measured sounds. I think I went mad then." - H.P. Lovecraft, "Dagon"

Determine Your Own Demise #7: Tabernacle of the Troll God. You are the Hero! Choose from 19 horrible fates!

Have you seen the Yellow Sign?

"I say to you againe, doe not call up Any that you can not put downe; by the Which I meane, Any that can in Turne call up somewhat against you, whereby your Powerfullest Devices may not be of use. Ask of the Lesser, lest the Greater shall not wish to Answer, and shall commande more than you." - H. P. Lovecraft, "The Case of Charles Dexter Ward"

Education opens the door to a different world

"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."

“We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.” ― H.P. Lovecraft, "The Call of Cthulhu"

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.

"Have you seen the Yellow Sign?"

"...the daemon-sultan Azathoth gnaws hungrily in chaos amid pounding and piping and the hellish dancing of the Other Gods, blind, voiceless, tenebrous, and mindless, with their soul and messenger Nyarlathotep." — H. P. Lovecraft, The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath

Scary Stories to Tell in the Underdark

"Nyarlathotep . . . the crawling chaos . . . I am the last . . . I will tell the audient void. . . ." The Crawling Chaos, the Black Pharaoh, the Ghost of the Dark, the God of the Bloody Tongue. Iä! Iä!

"My mind will bear for ever the memory of the Pallid Mask."

“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. 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. A pulpy, tentacled head surmounted a grotesque and scaly body with rudimentary wings; but it was the general outline of the whole which made it most shockingly frightful.” - H. P. Lovecraft, "The Call of Cthulhu"

Gruß vom Krampus!

"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."

“There is a theory going around that the U.S.A. was and still is a gigantic Masonic plot under the ultimate control of the group known as the Illuminati. It is difficult to look for long at the strange single eye crowning the pyramid which is found on every dollar bill and not begin to believe the story, a little." ― Thomas Pynchon, Gravity's Rainbow

“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. 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. A pulpy, tentacled head surmounted a grotesque and scaly body with rudimentary wings; but it was the general outline of the whole which made it most shockingly frightful.” ? H. P. Lovecraft, "The Call of Cthulhu"

"Stupendous and unheard-of splendours await me below, and I shall seek them soon..." - H.P. Lovecraft, The Shadow over Innsmouth

"Ever Their praises, and abundance to the Black Goat of the Woods!" — H. P. Lovecraft, The Whisperer in Darkness

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

“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. 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. A pulpy, tentacled head surmounted a grotesque and scaly body with rudimentary wings; but it was the general outline of the whole which made it most shockingly frightful.” ― H. P. Lovecraft, "The Call of Cthulhu"

"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. A pulpy, tentacled head surmounted a grotesque and scaly body with rudimentary wings; but it was the general outline of the whole which made it most shockingly frightful."

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

"Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne!"

“Do not call up that which you cannot put down.” - H. P. Lovecraft, The Case of Charles Dexter Ward