CTHULATHON: Day 348

It had been locked and I did not find the key till it occurred to me to examine the personal ring which the professor carried in his pocket.

It had been locked and I did not find the key till it occurred to me to examine the personal ring which the professor carried in his pocket.

CTHULATHON: Day 347

Then, indeed, I succeeded in opening it, but when I did so seemed only to be confronted by a greater and more closely locked barrier.

Then, indeed, I succeeded in opening it, but when I did so seemed only to be confronted by a greater and more closely locked barrier.

CTHULATHON: Day 346

For what could be the meaning of the queer clay bas-relief and the disjointed jottings, ramblings, and cuttings which I found?

For what could be the meaning of the queer clay bas-relief and the disjointed jottings, ramblings, and cuttings which I found?

CTHULATHON: Day 344

I resolved to search out the eccentric sculptor responsible for this apparent disturbance of an old man's peace of mind. I resolved to search out the eccentric sculptor responsible for this apparent disturbance of an old man’s peace of mind.

CTHULATHON: Day 343

The bas-relief was a rough rectangle less than an inch thick and about five by six inches in area; obviously of modern origin.The bas-relief was a rough rectangle less than an inch thick and about five by six inches in area; obviously of modern origin.

CTHULATHON: Day 342

 

Its designs, however, were far from modern in atmosphere and suggestion; for, although the vagaries of cubism and futurism are many and wild, they do not often reproduce that cryptic regularity which lurks in prehistoric writing. Its designs, however, were far from modern in atmosphere and suggestion; for, although the vagaries of cubism and futurism are many and wild, they do not often reproduce that cryptic regularity which lurks in prehistoric writing.

CTHULATHON: Day 341

 

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And writing of some kind the bulk of these designs seemed certainly to be; though my memory, despite much the papers and collections of my uncle, failed in any way to identify this particular species, or even hint at its remotest affiliations.

CTHULATHON: Day 340

Above these apparent hieroglyphics was a figure of evident pictorial intent, though its impressionistic execution forbade a very clear idea of its nature.
Above these apparent hieroglyphics was a figure of evident pictorial intent, though its impressionistic execution forbade a very clear idea of its nature.

CTHULATHON: Day 339

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It seemed to be a sort of monster, or symbol representing a monster, of a form which only a diseased fancy could conceive.

CTHULATHON: Day 338

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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.

CTHULATHON: Day 337

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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.

CTHULATHON: Day 335

The writing accompanying this oddity was, aside from a stack of press cuttings, in Professor Angell's most recent hand; and made no pretense to literary style.

The writing accompanying this oddity was, aside from a stack of press cuttings, in Professor Angell’s most recent hand; and made no pretense to literary style.

CTHULATHON: Day 334

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What seemed to be the main document was headed “CTHULHU CULT” in characters painstakingly printed to avoid the erroneous reading of a word so unheard-of. This manuscript was divided into two sections, the first of which was headed “1925 – Dream and Dream Work of H.A. Wilcox, 7 Thomas St., Providence, R. I.”, and the second, “Narrative of Inspector John R. Legrasse, 121 Bienville St., New Orleans, La., at 1908 A. A. S. Mtg. – Notes on Same, & Prof. Webb’s Acct.”

CTHULATHON: Day 333

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The great stone city R’lyeh, with its monoliths and sepulchres, had sunk beneath the waves; and the deep waters, full of the one primal mystery through which not even thought can pass, had cut off the spectral intercourse.

CTHULATHON: Day 331

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Then came out of the earth the black spirits of earth, mouldy and shadowy, and full of dim rumours picked up in caverns beneath forgotten sea-bottoms.

CTHULATHON: Day 328

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Of the cult, he said that he thought the centre lay amid the pathless desert of Arabia, where Irem, the City of Pillars, dreams hidden and untouched.