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- checksums.yaml +4 -4
- data/VERSION +1 -1
- data/lib/markov/generator.rb +27 -11
- data/markov-generator.gemspec +3 -4
- data/test/file_parser_test.rb +4 -3
- data/test/generator_test.rb +10 -2
- metadata +1 -2
- data/test/test_seed.txt +0 -1096
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data/VERSION
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data/lib/markov/generator.rb
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@split_sentence = /(?<=[.?!])\s+/
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@split_words = /([,.?!])|[\s]/
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@dictionary = {}
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def dump_dictionary_stats
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dist = {}
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data/markov-generator.gemspec
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# Instead, edit Jeweler::Tasks in Rakefile, and run 'rake gemspec'
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# -*- encoding: utf-8 -*-
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data/test/file_parser_test.rb
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metadata
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--- !ruby/object:Gem::Specification
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name: markov-generator
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- Michael Kuehl
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I. The Horror In Clay
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The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the
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human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of
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ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant
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that we should voyage far. The sciences, each straining in its own
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direction, have hitherto harmed us little; but some day the piecing
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together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of
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reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go
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of a new dark age.
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single glimpse of forbidden eons which chills me when I think of it and
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unconsciousness and delirium. My uncle at once telephoned the family, and
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youth's febrile mind, apparently, was dwelling on strange things; and the
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doctor shuddered now and then as he spoke of them. They included not only
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with the nameless monstrosity he had sought to depict in his
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dream sculpture. Reference to this object, the doctor added, was
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hell. Had my uncle referred to these cases by name instead of merely by
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the sources scattered throughout the globe. Here was a nocturnal suicide
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dispatch from California describes a theosophist colony as donning white
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in the Paris spring salon of 1926. And so numerous are the recorded
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significant to my uncle formed the subject of the second half of his long
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manuscript. Once before, it appears, Professor Angell had seen the hellish
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outlines of the nameless monstrosity, puzzled over the unknown
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hieroglyphics, and heard the ominous syllables which can be rendered only
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subject of his visit, a grotesque, repulsive, and apparently very ancient
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stone statuette whose origin he was at a loss to determine. It must not be
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utter strangeness and air of genuinely abysmal antiquity hinted so
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awesome, and incalculable age was unmistakable; yet not one link did it
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mineralogy. The characters along the base were equally baffling; and no
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learning in this field, could form the least notion of even their remotest
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linguistic kinship. They, like the subject and material, belonged to
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writing, and who presently told with some diffidence of the odd trifle he
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Greenland and Iceland in search of some Runic inscriptions which he failed
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a singular tribe or cult of degenerate Esquimaux whose religion, a curious
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form of devil worship, chilled him with its deliberate bloodthirstiness
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and repulsiveness. It was a faith of which other Esquimaux knew little,
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from horribly ancient aeons before ever the world was made. Besides
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nameless rites and human sacrifices there were certain queer hereditary
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rituals addressed to a supreme elder devil or tornasuk; and of this
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wizard priest, expressing the sounds in Roman letters as best he knew how.
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cherished, and around which they danced when the aurora leaped high over
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the ice cliffs. It was, the professor stated, a very crude bas relief of
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stone, comprising a hideous picture and some cryptic writing. And so far
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bestial thing now lying before the meeting.
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members, proved doubly exciting to Inspector Legrasse; and he began at
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once to ply his informant with questions. Having noted and copied an oral
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ritual among the swamp cult worshippers his men had arrested, he besought
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the professor to remember as best he might the syllables taken down
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amongst the diabolist Esquimaux. There then followed an exhaustive
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comparison of details, and a moment of really awed silence when both
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detective and scientist agreed on the virtual identity of the phrase
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common to two hellish rituals so many worlds of distance apart. What, in
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substance, both the Esquimaux wizards and the Louisiana swamp priests had
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chanted to their kindred idols was something very like this: the
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word divisions being guessed at from traditional breaks in the phrase as
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"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn."
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mongrel prisoners had repeated to him what older celebrants had told them
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the words meant. This text, as given, ran something like this:
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"In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming."
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related as fully as possible his experience with the swamp worshippers;
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telling a story to which I could see my uncle attached profound
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significance. It savoured of the wildest dreams of myth maker and
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theosophist, and disclosed an astonishing degree of cosmic imagination
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among such half castes and pariahs as might be least expected to possess
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summons from the swamp and lagoon country to the south. The squatters
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there, mostly primitive but good natured descendants of Lafitte's men,
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were in the grip of stark terror from an unknown thing which had stolen
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upon them in the night. It was voodoo, apparently, but voodoo of a more
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terrible sort than they had ever known; and some of their women and
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children had disappeared since the malevolent tom tom had begun its
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incessant beating far within the black haunted woods where no dweller
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ventured. There were insane shouts and harrowing screams, soul chilling
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chants and dancing devil flames; and, the frightened messenger added, the
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people could stand it no more.
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the end of the passable road they alighted, and for miles splashed on in
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silence through the terrible cypress woods where day never came. Ugly
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roots and malignant hanging nooses of Spanish moss beset them, and now and
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then a pile of dank stones or fragment of a rotting wall intensified by
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its hint of morbid habitation a depression which every malformed tree and
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every fungous islet combined to create. At length the squatter settlement,
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a miserable huddle of huts, hove in sight; and hysterical dwellers ran out
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to cluster around the group of bobbing lanterns. The muffled beat of
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tom toms was now faintly audible far, far ahead; and a curdling shriek
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came at infrequent intervals when the wind shifted. A reddish glare, too,
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forest night. Reluctant even to be left alone again, each one of the cowed
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squatters refused point blank to advance another inch toward the scene of
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unholy worship, so Inspector Legrasse and his nineteen colleagues plunged
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on unguided into black arcades of horror that none of them had ever trod
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substantially unknown and untraversed by white men. There were legends of
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a hidden lake unglimpsed by mortal sight, in which dwelt a huge, formless
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white polypous thing with luminous eyes; and squatters whispered that
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bat winged devils flew up out of caverns in inner earth to worship it at
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midnight. They said it had been there before d'Iberville, before La Salle,
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before the Indians, and before even the wholesome beasts and birds of the
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woods. It was nightmare itself, and to see it was to die. But it made men
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dream, and so they knew enough to keep away. The present voodoo orgy was,
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indeed, on the merest fringe of this abhorred area, but that location was
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bad enough; hence perhaps the very place of the worship had terrified the
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squatters more than the shocking sounds and incidents.
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men as they ploughed on through the black morass toward the red glare and
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muffled tom toms. There are vocal qualities peculiar to men, and vocal
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qualities peculiar to beasts; and it is terrible to hear the one when the
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source should yield the other. Animal fury and orgiastic license here
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whipped themselves to daemoniac heights by howls and squawking ecstacies
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that tore and reverberated through those nighted woods like pestilential
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tempests from the gulfs of hell. Now and then the less organized ululation
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would cease, and from what seemed a well drilled chorus of hoarse voices
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would rise in sing song chant that hideous phrase or ritual:
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"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn."
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Then the men, having reached a spot where the trees were thinner, came
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suddenly in sight of the spectacle itself. Four of them reeled, one
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fainted, and two were shaken into a frantic cry which the mad cacophony of
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the orgy fortunately deadened. Legrasse dashed swamp water on the face of
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the fainting man, and all stood trembling and nearly hypnotised with
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horror.
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In a natural glade of the swamp stood a grassy island of perhaps an acre's
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extent, clear of trees and tolerably dry. On this now leaped and twisted a
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463
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more indescribable horde of human abnormality than any but a Sime or an
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Angarola could paint. Void of clothing, this hybrid spawn were braying,
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bellowing, and writhing about a monstrous ring shaped bonfire; in the
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centre of which, revealed by occasional rifts in the curtain of flame,
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stood a great granite monolith some eight feet in height; on top of which,
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incongruous in its diminutiveness, rested the noxious carven statuette.
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From a wide circle of ten scaffolds set up at regular intervals with the
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flame girt monolith as a centre hung, head downward, the oddly marred
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bodies of the helpless squatters who had disappeared. It was inside this
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circle that the ring of worshippers jumped and roared, the general
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direction of the mass motion being from left to right in endless Bacchanal
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between the ring of bodies and the ring of fire.
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It may have been only imagination and it may have been only echoes which
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induced one of the men, an excitable Spaniard, to fancy he heard
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antiphonal responses to the ritual from some far and unillumined spot
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deeper within the wood of ancient legendry and horror. This man, Joseph D.
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Galvez, I later met and questioned; and he proved distractingly
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imaginative. He indeed went so far as to hint of the faint beating of
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great wings, and of a glimpse of shining eyes and a mountainous white bulk
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beyond the remotest trees but I suppose he had been hearing too much
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native superstition.
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Actually, the horrified pause of the men was of comparatively brief
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duration. Duty came first; and although there must have been nearly a
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hundred mongrel celebrants in the throng, the police relied on their
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firearms and plunged determinedly into the nauseous rout. For five minutes
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the resultant din and chaos were beyond description. Wild blows were
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491
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struck, shots were fired, and escapes were made; but in the end Legrasse
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was able to count some forty seven sullen prisoners, whom he forced to
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dress in haste and fall into line between two rows of policemen. Five of
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the worshippers lay dead, and two severely wounded ones were carried away
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on improvised stretchers by their fellow prisoners. The image on the
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monolith, of course, was carefully removed and carried back by Legrasse.
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Examined at headquarters after a trip of intense strain and weariness, the
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prisoners all proved to be men of a very low, mixed blooded, and mentally
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aberrant type. Most were seamen, and a sprinkling of Negroes and
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501
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mulattoes, largely West Indians or Brava Portuguese from the Cape Verde
|
502
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Islands, gave a colouring of voodooism to the heterogeneous cult. But
|
503
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before many questions were asked, it became manifest that something far
|
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deeper and older than Negro fetishism was involved. Degraded and ignorant
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as they were, the creatures held with surprising consistency to the
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central idea of their loathsome faith.
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They worshipped, so they said, the Great Old Ones who lived ages before
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509
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there were any men, and who came to the young world out of the sky. Those
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510
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Old Ones were gone now, inside the earth and under the sea; but their dead
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511
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bodies had told their secrets in dreams to the first men, who formed a
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512
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cult which had never died. This was that cult, and the prisoners said it
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513
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had always existed and always would exist, hidden in distant wastes and
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514
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dark places all over the world until the time when the great priest
|
515
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Cthulhu, from his dark house in the mighty city of R'lyeh under the
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516
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waters, should rise and bring the earth again beneath his sway. Some day
|
517
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he would call, when the stars were ready, and the secret cult would always
|
518
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be waiting to liberate him.
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|
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Meanwhile no more must be told. There was a secret which even torture
|
521
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could not extract. Mankind was not absolutely alone among the conscious
|
522
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things of earth, for shapes came out of the dark to visit the faithful
|
523
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few. But these were not the Great Old Ones. No man had ever seen the Old
|
524
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Ones. The carven idol was great Cthulhu, but none might say whether or not
|
525
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the others were precisely like him. No one could read the old writing now,
|
526
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but things were told by word of mouth. The chanted ritual was not the
|
527
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secret that was never spoken aloud, only whispered. The chant meant only
|
528
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this: "In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming."
|
529
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530
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Only two of the prisoners were found sane enough to be hanged, and the
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531
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rest were committed to various institutions. All denied a part in the
|
532
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ritual murders, and averred that the killing had been done by Black Winged
|
533
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Ones which had come to them from their immemorial meeting place in the
|
534
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haunted wood. But of those mysterious allies no coherent account could
|
535
|
-
ever be gained. What the police did extract, came mainly from the
|
536
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immensely aged mestizo named Castro, who claimed to have sailed to strange
|
537
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ports and talked with undying leaders of the cult in the mountains of
|
538
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China.
|
539
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|
540
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Old Castro remembered bits of hideous legend that paled the speculations
|
541
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of theosophists and made man and the world seem recent and transient
|
542
|
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indeed. There had been aeons when other Things ruled on the earth, and
|
543
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They had had great cities. Remains of Them, he said the deathless Chinamen
|
544
|
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had told him, were still be found as Cyclopean stones on islands in the
|
545
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Pacific. They all died vast epochs of time before men came, but there were
|
546
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arts which could revive Them when the stars had come round again to the
|
547
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-
right positions in the cycle of eternity. They had, indeed, come
|
548
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themselves from the stars, and brought Their images with Them.
|
549
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|
550
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These Great Old Ones, Castro continued, were not composed altogether of
|
551
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flesh and blood. They had shape for did not this star fashioned image
|
552
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prove it? but that shape was not made of matter. When the stars were
|
553
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right, They could plunge from world to world through the sky; but when the
|
554
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stars were wrong, They could not live. But although They no longer lived,
|
555
|
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They would never really die. They all lay in stone houses in Their great
|
556
|
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city of R'lyeh, preserved by the spells of mighty Cthulhu for a glorious
|
557
|
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surrection when the stars and the earth might once more be ready for Them.
|
558
|
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But at that time some force from outside must serve to liberate Their
|
559
|
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bodies. The spells that preserved them intact likewise prevented Them from
|
560
|
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making an initial move, and They could only lie awake in the dark and
|
561
|
-
think whilst uncounted millions of years rolled by. They knew all that was
|
562
|
-
occurring in the universe, for Their mode of speech was transmitted
|
563
|
-
thought. Even now They talked in Their tombs. When, after infinities of
|
564
|
-
chaos, the first men came, the Great Old Ones spoke to the sensitive among
|
565
|
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them by moulding their dreams; for only thus could Their language reach
|
566
|
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the fleshly minds of mammals.
|
567
|
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|
568
|
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Then, whispered Castro, those first men formed the cult around tall idols
|
569
|
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which the Great Ones shewed them; idols brought in dim eras from dark
|
570
|
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stars. That cult would never die till the stars came right again, and the
|
571
|
-
secret priests would take great Cthulhu from His tomb to revive His
|
572
|
-
subjects and resume His rule of earth. The time would be easy to know, for
|
573
|
-
then mankind would have become as the Great Old Ones; free and wild and
|
574
|
-
beyond good and evil, with laws and morals thrown aside and all men
|
575
|
-
shouting and killing and revelling in joy. Then the liberated Old Ones
|
576
|
-
would teach them new ways to shout and kill and revel and enjoy
|
577
|
-
themselves, and all the earth would flame with a holocaust of ecstasy and
|
578
|
-
freedom. Meanwhile the cult, by appropriate rites, must keep alive the
|
579
|
-
memory of those ancient ways and shadow forth the prophecy of their
|
580
|
-
return.
|
581
|
-
|
582
|
-
In the elder time chosen men had talked with the entombed Old Ones in
|
583
|
-
dreams, but then something happened. The great stone city R'lyeh, with its
|
584
|
-
monoliths and sepulchres, had sunk beneath the waves; and the deep waters,
|
585
|
-
full of the one primal mystery through which not even thought can pass,
|
586
|
-
had cut off the spectral intercourse. But memory never died, and the
|
587
|
-
high priests said that the city would rise again when the stars were
|
588
|
-
right. Then came out of the earth the black spirits of earth, mouldy and
|
589
|
-
shadowy, and full of dim rumours picked up in caverns beneath forgotten
|
590
|
-
sea bottoms. But of them old Castro dared not speak much. He cut himself
|
591
|
-
off hurriedly, and no amount of persuasion or subtlety could elicit more
|
592
|
-
in this direction. The size of the Old Ones, too, he curiously declined to
|
593
|
-
mention. Of the cult, he said that he thought the centre lay amid the
|
594
|
-
pathless desert of Arabia, where Irem, the City of Pillars, dreams hidden
|
595
|
-
and untouched. It was not allied to the European witch cult, and was
|
596
|
-
virtually unknown beyond its members. No book had ever really hinted of
|
597
|
-
it, though the deathless Chinamen said that there were double meanings in
|
598
|
-
the Necronomicon of the mad Arab Abdul Alhazred which the initiated might
|
599
|
-
read as they chose, especially the much discussed couplet:
|
600
|
-
|
601
|
-
That is not dead which can eternal lie,
|
602
|
-
And with strange aeons even death may die.
|
603
|
-
|
604
|
-
Legrasse, deeply impressed and not a little bewildered, had inquired in
|
605
|
-
vain concerning the historic affiliations of the cult. Castro, apparently,
|
606
|
-
had told the truth when he said that it was wholly secret. The authorities
|
607
|
-
at Tulane University could shed no light upon either cult or image, and
|
608
|
-
now the detective had come to the highest authorities in the country and
|
609
|
-
met with no more than the Greenland tale of Professor Webb.
|
610
|
-
|
611
|
-
The feverish interest aroused at the meeting by Legrasse's tale,
|
612
|
-
corroborated as it was by the statuette, is echoed in the subsequent
|
613
|
-
correspondence of those who attended; although scant mention occurs in the
|
614
|
-
formal publications of the society. Caution is the first care of those
|
615
|
-
accustomed to face occasional charlatanry and imposture. Legrasse for some
|
616
|
-
time lent the image to Professor Webb, but at the latter's death it was
|
617
|
-
returned to him and remains in his possession, where I viewed it not long
|
618
|
-
ago. It is truly a terrible thing, and unmistakably akin to the
|
619
|
-
dream sculpture of young Wilcox.
|
620
|
-
|
621
|
-
That my uncle was excited by the tale of the sculptor I did not wonder,
|
622
|
-
for what thoughts must arise upon hearing, after a knowledge of what
|
623
|
-
Legrasse had learned of the cult, of a sensitive young man who had dreamed
|
624
|
-
not only the figure and exact hieroglyphics of the swamp found image and
|
625
|
-
the Greenland devil tablet, but had come in his dreams upon at least three
|
626
|
-
of the precise words of the formula uttered alike by Esquimaux diabolists
|
627
|
-
and mongrel Louisianans?. Professor Angell's instant start on an
|
628
|
-
investigation of the utmost thoroughness was eminently natural; though
|
629
|
-
privately I suspected young Wilcox of having heard of the cult in some
|
630
|
-
indirect way, and of having invented a series of dreams to heighten and
|
631
|
-
continue the mystery at my uncle's expense. The dream narratives and
|
632
|
-
cuttings collected by the professor were, of course, strong corroboration;
|
633
|
-
but the rationalism of my mind and the extravagance of the whole subject
|
634
|
-
led me to adopt what I thought the most sensible conclusions. So, after
|
635
|
-
thoroughly studying the manuscript again and correlating the theosophical
|
636
|
-
and anthropological notes with the cult narrative of Legrasse, I made a
|
637
|
-
trip to Providence to see the sculptor and give him the rebuke I thought
|
638
|
-
proper for so boldly imposing upon a learned and aged man.
|
639
|
-
|
640
|
-
Wilcox still lived alone in the Fleur de Lys Building in Thomas Street, a
|
641
|
-
hideous Victorian imitation of seventeenth century Breton Architecture
|
642
|
-
which flaunts its stuccoed front amidst the lovely olonial houses on the
|
643
|
-
ancient hill, and under the very shadow of the finest Georgian steeple in
|
644
|
-
America, I found him at work in his rooms, and at once conceded from the
|
645
|
-
specimens scattered about that his genius is indeed profound and
|
646
|
-
authentic. He will, I believe, some time be heard from as one of the great
|
647
|
-
decadents; for he has crystallised in clay and will one day mirror in
|
648
|
-
marble those nightmares and phantasies which Arthur Machen evokes in
|
649
|
-
prose, and Clark Ashton Smith makes visible in verse and in painting.
|
650
|
-
|
651
|
-
Dark, frail, and somewhat unkempt in aspect, he turned languidly at my
|
652
|
-
knock and asked me my business without rising. Then I told him who I was,
|
653
|
-
he displayed some interest; for my uncle had excited his curiosity in
|
654
|
-
probing his strange dreams, yet had never explained the reason for the
|
655
|
-
study. I did not enlarge his knowledge in this regard, but sought with
|
656
|
-
some subtlety to draw him out. In a short time I became convinced ofhis
|
657
|
-
absolute sincerity, for he spoke of the dreams in a manner none could
|
658
|
-
mistake. They and their subconscious residuum had influenced his art
|
659
|
-
profoundly, and he shewed me a morbid statue whose contours almost made me
|
660
|
-
shake with the potency of its black suggestion. He could not recall having
|
661
|
-
seen the original of this thing except in his own dream bas relief, but
|
662
|
-
the outlines had formed themselves insensibly under his hands. It was, no
|
663
|
-
doubt, the giant shape he had raved of in delirium. That he really knew
|
664
|
-
nothing of the hidden cult, save from what my uncle's relentless catechism
|
665
|
-
had let fall, he soon made clear; and again I strove to think of some way
|
666
|
-
in which he could possibly have received the weird impressions.
|
667
|
-
|
668
|
-
He talked of his dreams in a strangely poetic fashion; making me see with
|
669
|
-
terrible vividness the damp Cyclopean city of slimy green stone whose
|
670
|
-
geometry, he oddly said, was all wrong and hear with frightened
|
671
|
-
expectancy the ceaseless, half mental calling from underground: "Cthulhu
|
672
|
-
fhtagn", "Cthulhu fhtagn."
|
673
|
-
|
674
|
-
These words had formed part of that dread ritual which told of dead
|
675
|
-
Cthulhu's dream vigil in his stone vault at R'lyeh, and I felt deeply
|
676
|
-
moved despite my rational beliefs. Wilcox, I was sure, had heard of the
|
677
|
-
cult in some casual way, and had soon forgotten it amidst the mass of his
|
678
|
-
equally weird reading and imagining. Later, by virtue of its sheer
|
679
|
-
impressiveness, it had found subconscious expression in dreams, in the
|
680
|
-
bas relief, and in the terrible statue I now beheld; so that his imposture
|
681
|
-
upon my uncle had been a very innocent one. The youth was of a type, at
|
682
|
-
once slightly affected and slightly ill mannered, which I could never
|
683
|
-
like, but I was willing enough now to admit both his genius and his
|
684
|
-
honesty. I took leave of him amicably, and wish him all the success his
|
685
|
-
talent promises.
|
686
|
-
|
687
|
-
The matter of the cult still remained to fascinate me, and at times I had
|
688
|
-
visions of personal fame from researches into its origin and connexions. I
|
689
|
-
visited New Orleans, talked with Legrasse and others of that old time
|
690
|
-
raiding party, saw the frightful image, and even questioned such of the
|
691
|
-
mongrel prisoners as still survived. Old Castro, unfortunately, had been
|
692
|
-
dead for some years. What I now heard so graphically at first hand, though
|
693
|
-
it was really no more than a detailed confirmation of what my uncle had
|
694
|
-
written, excited me afresh; for I felt sure that I was on the track of a
|
695
|
-
very real, very secret, and very ancient religion whose discovery would
|
696
|
-
make me an anthropologist of note. My attitude was still one of absolute
|
697
|
-
materialism, as l wish it still were, and I discounted with almost
|
698
|
-
inexplicable perversity the coincidence of the dream notes and odd
|
699
|
-
cuttings collected by Professor Angell.
|
700
|
-
|
701
|
-
One thing I began to suspect, and which I now fear I know, is that my
|
702
|
-
uncle's death was far from natural. He fell on a narrow hill street
|
703
|
-
leading up from an ancient waterfront swarming with foreign mongrels,
|
704
|
-
after a careless push from a Negro sailor. I did not forget the mixed
|
705
|
-
blood and marine pursuits of the cult members in Louisiana, and would not
|
706
|
-
be surprised to learn of secret methods and rites and beliefs. Legrasse
|
707
|
-
and his men, it is true, have been let alone; but in Norway a certain
|
708
|
-
seaman who saw things is dead. Might not the deeper inquiries of my uncle
|
709
|
-
after encountering the sculptor's data have come to sinister ears?. I
|
710
|
-
think Professor Angell died because he knew too much, or because he was
|
711
|
-
likely to learn too much. Whether I shall go as he did remains to be seen,
|
712
|
-
for I have learned much now.
|
713
|
-
|
714
|
-
III. The Madness from the Sea
|
715
|
-
|
716
|
-
If heaven ever wishes to grant me a boon, it will be a total effacing of
|
717
|
-
the results of a mere chance which fixed my eye on a certain stray piece
|
718
|
-
of shelf paper. It was nothing on which I would naturally have stumbled in
|
719
|
-
the course of my daily round, for it was an old number of an Australian
|
720
|
-
journal, the Sydney Bulletin for April 18, 1925. It had escaped even the
|
721
|
-
cutting bureau which had at the time of its issuance been avidly
|
722
|
-
collecting material for my uncle's research.
|
723
|
-
|
724
|
-
I had largely given over my inquiries into what Professor Angell called
|
725
|
-
the "Cthulhu Cult", and was visiting a learned friend in Paterson, New
|
726
|
-
Jersey; the curator of a local museum and a mineralogist of note.
|
727
|
-
Examining one day the reserve specimens roughly set on the storage shelves
|
728
|
-
in a rear room of the museum, my eye was caught by an odd picture in one
|
729
|
-
of the old papers spread beneath the stones. It was the Sydney Bulletin I
|
730
|
-
have mentioned, for my friend had wide affiliations in all conceivable
|
731
|
-
foreign parts; and the picture was a half tone cut of a hideous stone
|
732
|
-
image almost identical with that which Legrasse had found in the swamp.
|
733
|
-
|
734
|
-
Eagerly clearing the sheet of its precious contents, I scanned the item in
|
735
|
-
detail; and was disappointed to find it of only moderate length. What it
|
736
|
-
suggested, however, was of portentous significance to my flagging quest;
|
737
|
-
and I carefully tore it out for immediate action. It read as follows:
|
738
|
-
|
739
|
-
MYSTERY DERELICT FOUND AT SEA
|
740
|
-
|
741
|
-
Vigilant Arrives With Helpless Armed New Zealand Yacht in Tow. One Survivor and
|
742
|
-
Dead Man Found Aboard. Tale of Desperate Battle and Deaths at Sea. Rescued
|
743
|
-
Seaman Refuses Particulars of Strange Experience. Odd Idol Found in His
|
744
|
-
Possession. Inquiry to Follow.
|
745
|
-
|
746
|
-
The Morrison Co.'s freighter Vigilant, bound from Valparaiso, arrived
|
747
|
-
this morning at its wharf in Darling Harbour, having in tow the battled
|
748
|
-
and disabled but heavily armed steam yacht Alert of Dunedin, N.Z., which
|
749
|
-
was sighted April 12th in S. Latitude 34DEG21', W. Longitude 152DEG17',
|
750
|
-
with one living and one dead man aboard.
|
751
|
-
|
752
|
-
The Vigilant left Valparaiso March 25th, and on April 2nd was driven
|
753
|
-
considerably south of her course by exceptionally heavy storms and
|
754
|
-
monster waves. On April 12th the derelict was sighted; and though
|
755
|
-
apparently deserted, was found upon boarding to contain one survivor in
|
756
|
-
a half delirious condition and one man who had evidently been dead for
|
757
|
-
more than a week. The living man was clutching a horrible stone idol of
|
758
|
-
unknown origin, about foot in height, regarding whose nature authorities
|
759
|
-
at Sydney University, the Royal Society, and the Museum in College
|
760
|
-
Street all profess complete bafflement, and which the survivor says he
|
761
|
-
found in the cabin of the yacht, in a small carved shrine of common
|
762
|
-
pattern.
|
763
|
-
|
764
|
-
This man, after recovering his senses, told an exceedingly strange story
|
765
|
-
of piracy and slaughter. He is Gustaf Johansen, a Norwegian of some
|
766
|
-
intelligence, and had been second mate of the two masted schooner Emma
|
767
|
-
of Auckland, which sailed for Callao February 20th with a complement of
|
768
|
-
eleven men. The Emma, he says, was delayed and thrown widely south of
|
769
|
-
her course by the great storm of March 1st, and on March 22nd, in S.
|
770
|
-
Latitude 49DEG51' W. Longitude 128DEG34', encountered the Alert, manned
|
771
|
-
by a queer and evil looking crew of Kanakas and half castes. Being
|
772
|
-
ordered peremptorily to turn back, Capt. Collins refused; whereupon the
|
773
|
-
strange crew began to fire savagely and without warning upon the
|
774
|
-
schooner with a peculiarly heavy battery of brass cannon forming part of
|
775
|
-
the yacht's equipment. The Emma's men shewed fight, says the survivor,
|
776
|
-
and though the schooner began to sink from shots beneath the water line
|
777
|
-
they managed to heave alongside their enemy and board her, grappling
|
778
|
-
with the savage crew on the yacht's deck, and being forced to kill them
|
779
|
-
all, the number being slightly superior, because of their particularly
|
780
|
-
abhorrent and desperate though rather clumsy mode of fighting.
|
781
|
-
|
782
|
-
Three of the Emma's men, including Capt. Collins and First Mate Green,
|
783
|
-
were killed; and the remaining eight under Second Mate Johansen
|
784
|
-
proceeded to navigate the captured yacht, going ahead in their original
|
785
|
-
direction to see if any reason for their ordering back had existed. The
|
786
|
-
next day, it appears, they raised and landed on a small island, although
|
787
|
-
none is known to exist in that part of the ocean; and six of the men
|
788
|
-
somehow died ashore, though Johansen is queerly reticent about this part
|
789
|
-
of his story, and speaks only of their falling into a rock chasm. Later,
|
790
|
-
it seems, he and one companion boarded the yacht and tried to manage
|
791
|
-
her, but were beaten about by the storm of April 2nd, From that time
|
792
|
-
till his rescue on the 12th the man remembers little, and he does not
|
793
|
-
even recall when William Briden, his companion, died. Briden's death
|
794
|
-
reveals no apparent cause, and was probably due to excitement or
|
795
|
-
exposure. Cable advices from Dunedin report that the Alert was well
|
796
|
-
known there as an island trader, and bore an evil reputation along the
|
797
|
-
waterfront, It was owned by a curious group of half castes whose
|
798
|
-
frequent meetings and night trips to the woods attracted no little
|
799
|
-
curiosity; and it had set sail in great haste just after the storm and
|
800
|
-
earth tremors of March 1st. Our Auckland correspondent gives the Emma
|
801
|
-
and her crew an excellent reputation, and Johansen is described as a
|
802
|
-
sober and worthy man. The admiralty will institute an inquiry on the
|
803
|
-
whole matter beginning tomorrow, at which every effort will be made to
|
804
|
-
induce Johansen to speak more freely than he has done hitherto.
|
805
|
-
|
806
|
-
This was all, together with the picture of the hellish image; but what a
|
807
|
-
train of ideas it started in my mind! Here were new treasuries of data on
|
808
|
-
the Cthulhu Cult, and evidence that it had strange interests at sea as
|
809
|
-
well as on land. What motive prompted the hybrid crew to order back the
|
810
|
-
Emma as they sailed about with their hideous idol? What was the unknown
|
811
|
-
island on which six of the Emma's crew had died, and about which the mate
|
812
|
-
Johansen was so secretive? What had the vice admiralty's investigation
|
813
|
-
brought out, and what was known of the noxious cult in Dunedin? And most
|
814
|
-
marvellous of all, what deep and more than natural linkage of dates was
|
815
|
-
this which gave a malign and now undeniable significance to the various
|
816
|
-
turns of events so carefully noted by my uncle?
|
817
|
-
|
818
|
-
March 1st or February 28th according to the International Date Line
|
819
|
-
the earthquake and storm had come. From Dunedin the Alert and her noisome
|
820
|
-
crew had darted eagerly forth as if imperiously summoned, and on the other
|
821
|
-
side of the earth poets and artists had begun to dream of a strange, dank
|
822
|
-
Cyclopean city whilst a young sculptor had moulded in his sleep the form
|
823
|
-
of the dreaded Cthulhu. March 23rd the crew of the Emma landed on an
|
824
|
-
unknown island and left six men dead; and on that date the dreams of
|
825
|
-
sensitive men assumed a heightened vividness and darkened with dread of a
|
826
|
-
giant monster's malign pursuit, whilst an architect had gone mad and a
|
827
|
-
sculptor had lapsed suddenly into delirium! And what of this storm of
|
828
|
-
April 2nd the date on which all dreams of the dank city ceased, and
|
829
|
-
Wilcox emerged unharmed from the bondage of strange fever? What of all
|
830
|
-
this and of those hints of old Castro about the sunken, star born Old
|
831
|
-
Ones and their coming reign; their faithful cult and their mastery of
|
832
|
-
dreams? Was I tottering on the brink of cosmic horrors beyond man's power
|
833
|
-
to bear? If so, they must be horrors of the mind alone, for in some way
|
834
|
-
the second of April had put a stop to whatever monstrous menace had begun
|
835
|
-
its siege of mankind's soul.
|
836
|
-
|
837
|
-
That evening, after a day of hurried cabling and arranging, I bade my host
|
838
|
-
adieu and took a train for San Francisco. In less than a month I was in
|
839
|
-
Dunedin; where, however, I found that little was known of the strange
|
840
|
-
cult members who had lingered in the old sea taverns. Waterfront scum was
|
841
|
-
far too common for special mentnon; though there was vague talk about one
|
842
|
-
inland trip these mongrels had made, during which faint drumming and red
|
843
|
-
flame were noted on the distant hills. In Auckland I learned that Johansen
|
844
|
-
had returned with yellow hair turned white after a perfunctory and
|
845
|
-
inconclusive questioning at Sydney, and had thereafter sold his cottage in
|
846
|
-
West Street and sailed with his wife to his old home in Oslo. Of his
|
847
|
-
stirring experience he would tell his friends no more than he had told the
|
848
|
-
admiralty officials, and all they could do was to give me his Oslo
|
849
|
-
address.
|
850
|
-
|
851
|
-
After that I went to Sydney and talked profitlessly with seamen and
|
852
|
-
members of the vice admiralty court. I saw the Alert, now sold and in
|
853
|
-
commercial use, at Circular Quay in Sydney Cove, but gained nothing from
|
854
|
-
its non committal bulk. The crouching image with its cuttlefish head,
|
855
|
-
dragon body, scaly wings, and hieroglyphed pedestal, was preserved in the
|
856
|
-
Museum at Hyde Park; and I studied it long and well, finding it a thing of
|
857
|
-
balefully exquisite workmanship, and with the same utter mystery, terrible
|
858
|
-
antiquity, and unearthly strangeness of material which I had noted in
|
859
|
-
Legrasse's smaller specimen. Geologists, the curator told me, had found it
|
860
|
-
a monstrous puzzle; for they vowed that the world held no rock like it.
|
861
|
-
Then I thought with a shudder of what Old Castro had told Legrasse about
|
862
|
-
the Old Ones; "They had come from the stars, and had brought Their images
|
863
|
-
with Them."
|
864
|
-
|
865
|
-
Shaken with such a mental revolution as I had never before known, I now
|
866
|
-
resolved to visit Mate Johansen in Oslo. Sailing for London, I reembarked
|
867
|
-
at once for the Norwegian capital; and one autumn day landed at the trim
|
868
|
-
wharves in the shadow of the Egeberg. Johansen's address, I discovered,
|
869
|
-
lay in the Old Town of King Harold Haardrada, which kept alive the name of
|
870
|
-
Oslo during all the centuries that the greater city masqueraded as
|
871
|
-
"Christiana." I made the brief trip by taxicab, and knocked with palpitant
|
872
|
-
heart at the door of a neat and ancient building with plastered front. A
|
873
|
-
sad faced woman in black answered my summons, and I was stung th
|
874
|
-
disappointment when she told me in halting English that Gustaf Johansen
|
875
|
-
was no more.
|
876
|
-
|
877
|
-
He had not long survived his return, said his wife, for the doings sea in
|
878
|
-
1925 had broken him. He had told her no more than he told the public, but
|
879
|
-
had left a long manuscript of "technical matters" as he said written
|
880
|
-
in English, evidently in order to guard her from the peril of casual
|
881
|
-
perusal. During a walk rough a narrow lane near the Gothenburg dock, a
|
882
|
-
bundle of papers falling from an attic window had knocked him down. Two
|
883
|
-
Lascar sailors at once helped him to his feet, but before the ambulance
|
884
|
-
could reach him he was dead. Physicians found no adequate cause the end,
|
885
|
-
and laid it to heart trouble and a weakened constitution. I now felt
|
886
|
-
gnawing at my vitals that dark terror which will never leave me till I,
|
887
|
-
too, am at rest; "accidentally" or otherwise. Persuad g the widow that my
|
888
|
-
connexion with her husband's "technical matters" was sufficient to entitle
|
889
|
-
me to his manuscript, I bore the document away and began to read it on the
|
890
|
-
London boat.
|
891
|
-
|
892
|
-
It was a simple, rambling thing a naive sailor's effort at a post facto
|
893
|
-
diary and strove to recall day by day that last awful voyage. I cannot
|
894
|
-
attempt to transcribe it verbatim in all its cloudiness and redundance,
|
895
|
-
but I will tell its gist enough to shew why the sound the water against
|
896
|
-
the vessel's sides became so unendurable to me that I stopped my ears with
|
897
|
-
cotton.
|
898
|
-
|
899
|
-
Johansen, thank God, did not know quite all, even though he saw the city
|
900
|
-
and the Thing, but I shall never sleep calmly again when I think of the
|
901
|
-
horrors that lurk ceaselessly behind life in time and in space, and of
|
902
|
-
those unhallowed blasphemies from elder stars which dream beneath the sea,
|
903
|
-
known and favoured by a nightmare cult ready and eager to loose them upon
|
904
|
-
the world whenever another earthquake shall heave their monstrous stone
|
905
|
-
city again to the sun and air.
|
906
|
-
|
907
|
-
Johansen's voyage had begun just as he told it to the vice admiralty. The
|
908
|
-
Emma, in ballast, had cleared Auckland on February 20th, and had felt the
|
909
|
-
full force of that earthquake born tempest which must have heaved up from
|
910
|
-
the sea bottom the horrors that filled men's dreams. Once more under
|
911
|
-
control, the ship was making good progress when held up by the Alert on
|
912
|
-
March 22nd, and I could feel the mate's regret as he wrote of her
|
913
|
-
bombardment and sinking. Of the swarthy cult fiends on the Alert he speaks
|
914
|
-
with significant horror. There was some peculiarly abominable quality
|
915
|
-
about them which made their destruction seem almost a duty, and Johansen
|
916
|
-
shews ingenuous wonder at the charge of ruthlessness brought against his
|
917
|
-
party during the proceedings of the court of inquiry. Then, driven ahead
|
918
|
-
by curiosity in their captured yacht under Johansen's command, the men
|
919
|
-
sight a great stone pillar sticking out of the sea, and in S. Latitude
|
920
|
-
47DEG9', W. Longitude l23DEG43', come upon a coastline of mingled mud,
|
921
|
-
ooze, and weedy Cyclopean masonry which can be nothing less than the
|
922
|
-
tangible substance of earth's supreme terror the nightmare corpse city
|
923
|
-
of R'lyeh, that was built in measureless aeons behind history by the vast,
|
924
|
-
loathsome shapes that seeped down from the dark stars. There lay great
|
925
|
-
Cthulhu and his hordes, hidden in green slimy vaults and sending out at
|
926
|
-
last, after cycles incalculable, the thoughts that spread fear to the
|
927
|
-
dreams of the sensitive and called imperiously to the faithfull to come on
|
928
|
-
a pilgrimage of liberation and restoration. All this Johansen did not
|
929
|
-
suspect, but God knows he soon saw enough!
|
930
|
-
|
931
|
-
I suppose that only a single mountain top, the hideous monolith crowned
|
932
|
-
citadel whereon great Cthulhu was buried, actually emerged from the
|
933
|
-
waters. When I think of the extent of all that may be brooding down there
|
934
|
-
I almost wish to kill myself forthwith. Johansen and his men were awed by
|
935
|
-
the cosmic majesty of this dripping Babylon of elder daemons, and must
|
936
|
-
have guessed without guidance that it was nothing of this or of any sane
|
937
|
-
planet. Awe at the unbelievable size of the greenish stone blocks, at the
|
938
|
-
dizzying height of the great carven monolith, and at the stupefying
|
939
|
-
identity of the colossal statues and bas reliefs with the queer image
|
940
|
-
found in the shrine on the Alert, is poignantly visible in every line of
|
941
|
-
the mates frightened description.
|
942
|
-
|
943
|
-
Without knowing what futurism is like, Johansen achieved something very
|
944
|
-
close to it when he spoke of the city; for instead of describing any
|
945
|
-
definite structure or building, he dwells only on broad impressions of
|
946
|
-
vast angles and stone surfaces surfaces too great to belong to anything
|
947
|
-
right or proper for this earth, and impious with horrible images and
|
948
|
-
hieroglyphs. I mention his talk about angles because it suggests something
|
949
|
-
Wilcox had told me of his awful dreams. He said that the geometry of the
|
950
|
-
dream place he saw was abnormal, non Euclidean, and loathsomely redolent
|
951
|
-
of spheres and dimensions apart from ours. Now an unlettered seaman felt
|
952
|
-
the same thing whilst gazing at the terrible reality.
|
953
|
-
|
954
|
-
Johansen and his men landed at a sloping mud bank on this monstrous
|
955
|
-
Acropolis, and clambered slipperily up over titan oozy blocks which could
|
956
|
-
have been no mortal staircase. The very sun of heaven seemed distorted
|
957
|
-
when viewed through the polarising miasma welling out from this sea soaked
|
958
|
-
perversion, and twisted menace and suspense lurked leeringly in those
|
959
|
-
crazily elusive angles of carven rock where a second glance shewed
|
960
|
-
concavity after the first shewed convexity.
|
961
|
-
|
962
|
-
Something very like fright had come over all the explorers before anything
|
963
|
-
more definite than rock and ooze and weed was seen. Each would have fled
|
964
|
-
had he not feared the scorn of the others, and it was only half heartedly
|
965
|
-
that they searched vainly, as it proved for some portable souvenir to
|
966
|
-
bear away.
|
967
|
-
|
968
|
-
It was Rodriguez the Portuguese who climbed up the foot of the monolith
|
969
|
-
and shouted of what he had found. The rest followed him, and looked
|
970
|
-
curiously at the immense carved door with the now familiar squid dragon
|
971
|
-
bas relief. It was, Johansen said, like a great barn door; and they all
|
972
|
-
felt that it was a door because of the ornate lintel, threshold, and jambs
|
973
|
-
around it, though they could not decide whether it lay flat like a
|
974
|
-
trap door or slantwise like an outside cellar door. As Wilcox would have
|
975
|
-
said, the geometry of the place was all wrong. One could not be sure that
|
976
|
-
the sea and the ground were horizontal, hence the relative position of
|
977
|
-
everything else seemed phantasmally variable.
|
978
|
-
|
979
|
-
Briden pushed at the stone in several places without result. Then Donovan
|
980
|
-
felt over it delicately around the edge, pressing each point separately as
|
981
|
-
he went. He climbed interminably along the grotesque stone moulding that
|
982
|
-
is, one would call it climbing if the thing was not after all horizontal
|
983
|
-
and the men wondered how any door in the universe could be so vast. Then,
|
984
|
-
very softly and slowly, the acre great lintel began to give inward at the
|
985
|
-
top; and they saw that it was balauced
|
986
|
-
|
987
|
-
Donovan slid or somehow propelled himself down or along the jamb and
|
988
|
-
rejoined his fellows, and everyone watched the queer recession of the
|
989
|
-
monstrously carven portal. In this phantasy of prismatic distortion it
|
990
|
-
moved anomalously in a diagonal way, so that all the rules of matter and
|
991
|
-
perspective seemed upset.
|
992
|
-
|
993
|
-
The aperture was black with a darkness almost material. That tenebrousness
|
994
|
-
was indeed a positive quality; for it obscured such parts of the inner
|
995
|
-
walls as ought to have been revealed, and actually burst forth like smoke
|
996
|
-
from its aeon long imprisonment, visibly darkening the sun as it slunk
|
997
|
-
away into the shrunken and gibbous sky on flapping membraneous wings. The
|
998
|
-
odour rising from the newly opened depths was intolerable, and at length
|
999
|
-
the quick eared Hawkins thought he heard a nasty, slopping sound down
|
1000
|
-
there. Everyone listened, and everyone was listening still when It
|
1001
|
-
lumbered slobberingly into sight and gropingly squeezed Its gelatinous
|
1002
|
-
green immensity through the black doorway into the tainted outside air of
|
1003
|
-
that poison city of madness.
|
1004
|
-
|
1005
|
-
Poor Johansen's handwriting almost gave out when he wrote of this. Of the
|
1006
|
-
six men who never reached the ship, he thinks two perished of pure fright
|
1007
|
-
in that accursed instant. The Thing cannot be described there is no
|
1008
|
-
language for such abysms of shrieking and immemorial lunacy, such eldritch
|
1009
|
-
contradictions of all matter, force, and cosmic order. A mountain walked
|
1010
|
-
or stumbled. God! What wonder that across the earth a great architect went
|
1011
|
-
mad, and poor Wilcox raved with fever in that telepathic instant? The
|
1012
|
-
Thing of the idols, the green, sticky spawn of the stars, had awaked to
|
1013
|
-
claim his own. The stars were right again, and what an age old cult had
|
1014
|
-
failed to do by design, a band of innocent sailors had done by accident.
|
1015
|
-
After vigintillions of years great Cthulhu was loose again, and ravening
|
1016
|
-
for delight.
|
1017
|
-
|
1018
|
-
Three men were swept up by the flabby claws before anybody turned. God
|
1019
|
-
rest them, if there be any rest in the universe. They were Donovan,
|
1020
|
-
Guerrera, and Angstrom. Parker slipped as the other three were plunging
|
1021
|
-
frenziedly over endless vistas of green crusted rock to the boat, and
|
1022
|
-
Johansen swears he was swallowed up by an angle of masonry which shouldn't
|
1023
|
-
have been there; an angle which was acute, but behaved as if it were
|
1024
|
-
obtuse. So only Briden and Johansen reached the boat, and pulled
|
1025
|
-
desperately for the Alert as the mountainous monstrosity flopped down the
|
1026
|
-
slimy stones and hesitated, floundering at the edge of the water.
|
1027
|
-
|
1028
|
-
Steam had not been suffered to go down entirely, despite the departure of
|
1029
|
-
all hands for the shore; and it was the work of only a few moments of
|
1030
|
-
feverish rushing up and down between wheel and engines to get the Alert
|
1031
|
-
under way. Slowly, amidst the distorted horrors of that indescribable
|
1032
|
-
scene, she began to churn the lethal waters; whilst on the masonry of that
|
1033
|
-
charnel shore that was not of earth the titan Thing from the stars
|
1034
|
-
slavered and gibbered like Polypheme cursing the fleeing ship of Odysseus.
|
1035
|
-
Then, bolder than the storied Cyclops, great Cthulhu slid greasily into
|
1036
|
-
the water and began to pursue with vast wave raising strokes of cosmic
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1037
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-
potency. Briden looked back and went mad, laughing shrilly as he kept on
|
1038
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-
laughing at intervals till death found him one night in the cabin whilst
|
1039
|
-
Johansen was wandering deliriously.
|
1040
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-
|
1041
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-
But Johansen had not given out yet. Knowing that the Thing could surely
|
1042
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-
overtake the Alert until steam was fully up, he resolved on a desperate
|
1043
|
-
chance; and, setting the engine for full speed, ran lightning like on deck
|
1044
|
-
and reversed the wheel. There was a mighty eddying and foaming in the
|
1045
|
-
noisome brine, and as the steam mounted higher and higher the brave
|
1046
|
-
Norwegian drove his vessel head on against the pursuing jelly which rose
|
1047
|
-
above the unclean froth like the stern of a daemon galleon. The awful
|
1048
|
-
squid head with writhing feelers came nearly up to the bowsprit of the
|
1049
|
-
sturdy yacht, but johansen drove on relentlessly. There was a bursting as
|
1050
|
-
of an exploding bladder, a slushy nastiness as of a cloven sunfish, a
|
1051
|
-
stench as of a thousand opened graves, and a sound that the chronicler
|
1052
|
-
could not put on paper. For an instant the ship was befouled by an acrid
|
1053
|
-
and blinding green cloud, and then there was only a venomous seething
|
1054
|
-
astern; where God in heaven! the scattered plasticity of that nameless
|
1055
|
-
sky spawn was nebulously recombining in its hateful original form, whilst
|
1056
|
-
its distance widened every second as the Alert gained impetus from its
|
1057
|
-
mounting steam.
|
1058
|
-
|
1059
|
-
That was all. After that Johansen only brooded over the idol in the cabin
|
1060
|
-
and attended to a few matters of food for himself and the laughing maniac
|
1061
|
-
by his side. He did not try to navigate after the first bold flight, for
|
1062
|
-
the reaction had taken something out of his soul. Then came the storm of
|
1063
|
-
April 2nd, and a gathering of the clouds about his consciousness. There is
|
1064
|
-
a sense of spectral whirling through liquid gulfs of infinity, of dizzying
|
1065
|
-
rides through reeling universes on a comets tail, and of hysterical
|
1066
|
-
plunges from the pit to the moon and from the moon back again to the pit,
|
1067
|
-
all livened by a cachinnating chorus of the distorted, hilarious elder
|
1068
|
-
gods and the green, bat winged mocking imps of Tartarus.
|
1069
|
-
|
1070
|
-
Out of that dream came rescue the Vigilant, the vice admiralty court, the
|
1071
|
-
streets of Dunedin, and the long voyage back home to the old house by the
|
1072
|
-
Egeberg. He could not tell they would think him mad. He would write of
|
1073
|
-
what he knew before death came, but his wife must not guess. Death would
|
1074
|
-
be a boon if only it could blot out the memories.
|
1075
|
-
|
1076
|
-
That was the document I read, and now I have placed it in the tin box
|
1077
|
-
beside the bas relief and the papers of Professor Angell. With it shall go
|
1078
|
-
this record of mine this test of my own sanity, wherein is pieced
|
1079
|
-
together that which I hope may never be pieced together again. I have
|
1080
|
-
looked upon all that the universe has to hold of horror, and even the
|
1081
|
-
skies of spring and the flowers of summer must ever afterward be poison to
|
1082
|
-
me. But I do not think my life will be long. As my uncle went, as poor
|
1083
|
-
Johansen went, so I shall go. I know too much, and the cult still lives.
|
1084
|
-
|
1085
|
-
Cthulhu still lives, too, I suppose, again in that chasm of stone which
|
1086
|
-
has shielded him since the sun was young. His accursed city is sunken once
|
1087
|
-
more, for the Vigilant sailed over the spot after the April storm; but his
|
1088
|
-
ministers on earth still bellow and prance and slay around idol capped
|
1089
|
-
monoliths in lonely places. He must have been trapped by the sinking
|
1090
|
-
whilst within his black abyss, or else the world would by now be screaming
|
1091
|
-
with fright and frenzy. Who knows the end? What has risen may sink, and
|
1092
|
-
what has sunk may rise. Loathsomeness waits and dreams in the deep, and
|
1093
|
-
decay spreads over the tottering cities of men. A time will come but I
|
1094
|
-
must not and cannot think! Let me pray that, if I do not survive this
|
1095
|
-
manuscript, my executors may put caution before audacity and see that it
|
1096
|
-
meets no other eye.
|