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👑Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies
But stranger still is
Lost Carcosa.
Songs that the Hyades shall sing,
Where flap the tatters of the King,
Must die unheard in
Dim Carcosa.🎨OSCAR SJOSTEDT👑#RobertWChambers #Lovecraftian
🦑The bodies were cut in a cold-blooded & inhuman fashion. It was the same with dogs & men. All the healthier, fatter bodies had had their most solid masses of tissue cut out & removed, as by a careful butcher; & around them was a strange sprinkling of salt🎨Carlos Eulen🦑#HPL
🦑From the gulfs of space to the wells of night, ever the praises of Great Cthulhu, of Tsathoggua, & of Him Who is not to be Named. Ever Their praises, & abundance to the Black Goat of the Woods. Iä! Shub-Niggurath! The Goat with a Thousand Young!🎨Maichol Quinto🦑#Lovecraftian
🦑In inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time amidst the muffled, maddening beating of vile drums & the thin, monotonous flutes; slowly dance, the blind, voiceless, tenebrous, mindless Other Gods whose soul & messenger is the crawling chaos Nyarlathotep🎨Richard Luong🦑#HPL
🦑There were non-Euclidian forms everywhere: cones of all degrees of irregularity & truncation; terraces of every sort of provocative disproportion; shafts with odd bulbous enlargements; & five-pointed or five-ridged arrangements of mad grotesqueness🎨Jay Gordon🦑#Lovecraftian
💀Azathoth have mercy!—the lightning no longer flashes—horrible—I can see everything with a monstrous sense that is not sight—light is dark & dark is light. I see it—coming here—hell-wind—titan blur—black wings—Yog-Sothoth save me—the three-lobed burning eye"🎨Thomas Tuke💀#HPL
🐙Yeah, darlin' gonna make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space
Like a true nature child
We were spawned, spawned to be wild🎨"Spawned to be Wild" by The Space Bovine (on reddit)🐙#Cthulhu #Lovecraftian #Mythos #Horror
👑Songs that the Hyades shall sing,
Where flap the tatters of the King,
Must die unheard in
Dim Carcosa.
Song of my soul, my voice is dead;
Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed
Shall dry and die in
Lost Carcosa.
🎨OSCAR SJOSTEDT👑#RobertWChambers #Lovecraftian #Mythos #Horror