Tag: Lovecraft
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Never read out loud
Never read out loud Do you thought it was fun, it was safe, To sneak in, inside your daddy’s safe, To borrow this old book, without fear, To read it, to mock it, loud and clear? Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook Do you too want a doodle from me? Just tell me at https://ko-fi.com/Astanael *** Pensiez-vous…
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asta-daily: Great Old Sun The sun is probably the closest thing we’ll ever have to a true eldritch abomination. Hear me out there:– Older than recorded history, was here longer than any of us and will be long after we leave. Has a finite beginning and end but is still incomprehensibly ancient.– Burns itself into…
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asta-daily: Great Old Sun The sun is probably the closest thing we’ll ever have to a true eldritch abomination. Hear me out there:– Older than recorded history, was here longer than any of us and will be long after we leave. Has a finite beginning and end but is still incomprehensibly ancient.– Burns itself into…
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Great Old Sun
Great Old Sun The sun is probably the closest thing we’ll ever have to a true eldritch abomination. Hear me out there: – Older than recorded history, was here longer than any of us and will be long after we leave. Has a finite beginning and end but is still incomprehensibly ancient. – Burns itself…
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Masks of NyarlathotepThe End Somewhere underneath Egypt, March 1925 As the entity fades away, Muhamad couldn’t resist to ask one more question. One more inquire about their fate. The Black Pharaoh seemed to know so much about everything, from the fate of the cosmos and the stars to the smallest trivia of his relatives day…
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Masks of NyarlathotepThe End Somewhere underneath Egypt, March 1925 As the entity fades away, Muhamad couldn’t resist to ask one more question. One more inquire about their fate. The Black Pharaoh seemed to know so much about everything, from the fate of the cosmos and the stars to the smallest trivia of his relatives day…
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Masks of NyarlathotepThe Black Pharaoh appears ! Somewhere, March 1925 A line in the dark, a fall upwards and inwards, a shift through veils… How can they describe the passage through the headstone? Words struggles to express the incredibly weird twisting of perspectives and still movement perceived in what they can only name the non-space. Time…
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Great Cthulhu III “They worshiped, so they said, the Great Old Ones who lived ages before there were any men, and who came to the young world out of the sky. Those Old Ones were gone now, inside the earth and under the sea; but their dead bodies had told their secrets in dreams to…
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Nyogtha again ‘Leigh strode to the center of the room, staring at the chair that stood on the black circle of stone. “You work here?” he asked slowly.“Yes. It’s quiet—I found I couldn’t work upstairs. Too noisy. But this is ideal—somehow I find it very easy to write here. My mind feels"—he hesitated—"free; that is,…