I've managed to contain the infection using the bracer of Inragos and the Voorish Chant but I fear it is only a temporary solution.
"from the notebooks of Dr. Eugene Kantorius"
Showing posts with label dark fantasy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dark fantasy. Show all posts
Monday, September 12, 2016
The Curse From Beyond
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Sunday, September 11, 2016
Friday, June 10, 2016
Daughters of the Black Goat
Clad only in witchfire I have seen the daughters of the Black Goat dancing in hidden glades beneath the full moon! That very moon which is the eye of their Dark Mother! And the shapes that come from the woods to dance with them, things cast in a mold not of this world or of any world where sanity and light prevail!
(Except from a sermon given by Rev. Alton Bowers at the Church of the Holy Light in Arkham, Massachusetts in 1906)
(Except from a sermon given by Rev. Alton Bowers at the Church of the Holy Light in Arkham, Massachusetts in 1906)
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Saturday, December 5, 2015
Hierophant of the Black Tower
A black tower stands in the center of the city of Lal-Khra'tum and men say it is older that the city, so old that it stood there when the jungles covered the plains instead of desert sands. In all the history of Lal-Khra'tum it has been noted that robed and hooded priests go from that tower to do business with merchants, buying food and wine with their ancient gold, and on occasion slaves that are never seen again. I had long wondered what god was served there and so on a moonless night I climbed that tower and gazed through the barred windows to glimpse the hierophant who dwelt in the uppermost chambers of the tower.
(From the Scrolls of Vecra Tutthoon)
(From the Scrolls of Vecra Tutthoon)
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Wednesday, November 5, 2014
The Black Book
In
his search for ultimate knowledge did not the sorcerer Tellaborabi sign his
name in the Black Book of Azathoth? And later, when his frightened acolytes
broke down the door to his sanctum they found not an all knowing sage but
instead a drooling madman who had clawed out his own eyes.
(from
the confessions of Psylacheus the Heretic)
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Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Skarl the Drummer
OF SKARL THE DRUMMER
When MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI had made the gods and Skarl, Skarl made a drum, and began to beat upon it that he might drum for ever. Then because he was weary after the making of the gods, and because of the drumming of Skarl, did MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI grow drowsy and fall asleep.And there fell a hush upon the gods when they saw that MANA rested, and there was silence on Pegana save for the drumming of Skarl. Skarl sitteth upon the mist before the feet of MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI, above the gods of Pegana, and there he beateth his drum. Some say that the Worlds and the Suns are but the echoes of the drumming of Skarl, and others say that they be dreams that arise in the mind of MANA because of the drumming of Skarl, as one may dream whose rest is troubled by sound of song, but none knoweth, for who hath heard the voice of MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI, or who hath seen his drummer?
Whether the season be winter or whether it be summer, whether it be morning among the worlds or whether it be night, Skarl still beateth his drum, for the purposes of the gods are not yet fulfilled. Sometimes the arm of Skarl grows weary; but still he beateth his drum, that the gods may do the work of the gods, and the worlds go on, for if he cease for an instant then MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI will start awake, and there will be worlds nor gods no more.
But, when at the last the arm of Skarl shall cease to beat his drum, silence shall startle Pegana like thunder in a cave, and MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI shall cease to rest.
Then shall Skarl put his drum upon his back and walk forth into the void beyond the worlds, because it is THE END, and the work of Skarl is over.
There may arise some other god whom Skarl may serve, or it may be that he shall perish; but to Skarl it shall matter not, for he shall have done the work of Skarl.
"The Gods of Pegana" by Lord Dunsany
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
The Saga of Huurgan, part 1
In
time it came to Huurgan to leave the island of Co'crissus and take up again to
the sea, for the wanderlust in his heart was far greater than his desire to
remain as consort to the Queen Saajh, regardless of the comforts and pleasures
of that position. He woke early one morning and left the Saajh dreaming in the royal bed
chambers, then roused his crew and bid them to set sail as the sun rose.
Saajh
awoke alone and went down to the docks in time to spy Huurgan's ship pulling
from the harbor. A great anger rose in Saajh and she swore by the dark gods
that her lover would not leave until she tired of him. With good reason was
Saajh called the Witch Queen of Co'Crissus for she conjured a terrible astral
demon that set to devouring Huurgan's crew.
Seeing
that a ship with no crew is useless, Huurgan took up arms and fought the monster. But to no avail for his weapons passed without harm through the creature's vaporous form. In desperation Huurgan turned and hurled his spear in a long arc across the bay, striking full into the ivory bosom of the Witch Queen. Saajh sank to the docks with a
sigh as the last breath left her body and without the Witch Queen’s life force
to sustain it, the ravenous demon faded away.
Huurgan's
crew pulled mightily upon the oars and the ship raced to the open sea. But a great sorrow came upon Huurgan while he plied the tiller and
pondered the death of Saajh; for
that spear had been a gift from a gladiatrix of Ukadd and it was a very fine spear
indeed. (From The Lemurian Codex, Chapter XXXVII The Journeys of Huurgan)
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
The Scrolls of Druuna Cosaan
"And the great King Khossus looked into the glass from Leng, and therein beheld strange stars and further to strange worlds where life took shape only glimpsed in the nightmares of men. Thus did Nyarlathotep touch the mind of Khossus as he gazed upon the things beyond, and ruin came unto the land of Sohure."
(from the Scrolls of Druuna-Cosaan)
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Last of the Dragons
In the time of the
first men the ancient dragons made war on the dark lords of the chaos realms, seeking to end the
influence of the demon spawn upon mankind before the young race grew
numerous and covered the world.
But the demon prince Su'Kru-Ital devoured the King of Dragons and a third of the dragons were destroyed by the demonic hordes. The dragons retreated to meditate upon their defeat and fully a third more died from grief in that first millennium of contemplation.
And so by the apex of the Hyperborean age of sorcery only eight dragons were thought to exist and of those only Suroc’ur was known by name.
But the demon prince Su'Kru-Ital devoured the King of Dragons and a third of the dragons were destroyed by the demonic hordes. The dragons retreated to meditate upon their defeat and fully a third more died from grief in that first millennium of contemplation.
And so by the apex of the Hyperborean age of sorcery only eight dragons were thought to exist and of those only Suroc’ur was known by name.
( The Lemurian
Codex)
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Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Dark Gods of Bal Sagoth
"There are many gods in Bal-Sagoth but the greatest of all is
Gol-goroth who sits forever in the temple of shadows."
(Robert E. Howard, The Gods of Bal-Sagoth)
Friday, December 7, 2012
Adompha's Garden
"And there were many other weird plants, diverse as the seven hells, and having no common characteristics other than the scions which Dwerulas had grafted upon them here and there through his unnatural and necromantic art.
These scions were the various parts and members of human beings. Consumately, and with never faillng success, the magician had joined them to the half-vegetable, half-animate stocks on which they lived and grew thereafter, drawing an ichor-like sap. "
(from "The Garden of Adompha" by Clark Ashton Smith)
These scions were the various parts and members of human beings. Consumately, and with never faillng success, the magician had joined them to the half-vegetable, half-animate stocks on which they lived and grew thereafter, drawing an ichor-like sap. "
(from "The Garden of Adompha" by Clark Ashton Smith)
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