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"...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

"Have you found the Yellow Sign?"

"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

"In his house at R'lyeh, dead Cthulhu waits dreaming." — H. P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu

"Ever Their praises, and abundance to the Black Goat of the Woods. Iä! Shub-Niggurath! Iä! Shub-Niggurath! The Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young!" — H. P. Lovecraft, The Whisperer in Darkness

"In that secret cave in the bowels of Voormithadreth...abides from eldermost eons the god Tsathoggua. 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." - Clark Ashton Smith, "The Seven Geases"

"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

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

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

"The daemon-sultan Azathoth gnaws hungrily in chaos amid pounding and piping and the hellish dancing of the Other Gods." - H. P. Lovecraft, "The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath"

"Yig was a great god. He was bad medicine. He did not forget things. In the autumn his children were hungry and wild, and Yig was hungry and wild too." -- H. P. Lovecraft and Zealia Bishop, "The Curse of Yig"

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

"So I place you under this geas, to betake yourself downward through the caverns till you reach, after long descent, that bottomless gulf over which the spider-god Atlach-Nacha weaves his eternal webs." - Clark Ashton Smith, "The Seven Geases"