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Sounds like quite the sight.
How's the weather at the moment?
The first crossing. It was beneath a moon of jaundiced pallor that the pyramids ceased to be monuments of stone and became something infinitely older, something for which the minds of men possessed neither name nor merciful understanding. A trembling radiance seeped from the seams of those cyclopean blocks, first as threads of wan gold, then as torrents of impossible yellow fire. The desert itself seemed to recoil. Sand fled in spiraling sheets from the ancient foundations, while the heavens above grew black and empty, as though the familiar stars had extinguished themselves rather than bear witness. Then, with a sound deeper than thunder and more dreadful than any earthly tumult, the sides of the great pyramid unfolded, and where its limestone heart should have been there yawned an abyss into a country that could not belong to our universe. Beyond that monstrous aperture stretched a firmament drowned in yellow twilight. Black towers leaned beneath alien constellations, and far below them an oily sea reflected the light of twin suns whose rays seemed to illuminate not objects, but thoughts. From this hideous elsewhere came shapes draped in tattered saffron vestments, things whose proportions mocked the geometry of living flesh. Their limbs bent where no joints ought to exist, and beneath their fluttering robes there shifted suggestions of mouths, fingers, and pale appendages which retreated whenever the eye attempted to comprehend them. They did not walk from the gateway so much as gradually become present within our world, acquiring substance as nightmares acquire certainty in the moments before waking. But infinitely worse were the eyes. They poured from the pyramid in silent multitudes, disembodied and glistening, drifting through the Egyptian night like some obscene constellation torn loose from heaven. Great lidless orbs floated above the dunes while smaller eyes swarmed about them, their pupils narrowing and widening in dreadful unison. Some gazed upon the desert. Some stared upward toward the terrified stars. Yet countless others turned toward the cities of men, and there was in their scrutiny an intelligence so ancient, so patient, and so utterly devoid of human sympathy that those who met their gaze understood at once the terrible insignificance of mankind. For in those yellow depths lay the memory of worlds that had flourished before Earth possessed oceans, and the promise of worlds that would continue long after our sun had become a cold and forgotten ember. And beneath that impossible yellow sky, as the horrors continued their soundless procession from the opened pyramid, there came from beyond the threshold a whisper which no ear heard, yet every living soul understood: The pyramids had never been tombs. They had been locks.
You will be patient. Patience. Above all else.
puts my claws on your shoulder and digs into the skin and ligaments thus permanently disabling the use of that arm. hey.
think whatever you like about it man
rest up man
you sure don't, and that's totallie fine gotta do what you gotta do, right? staie safe when the big fella's watchin sorta thing i get it
No. Do as you will. I have plans that you will enact for me soon
The king in yellow is timeless. Tireless. Never-ending There will always be a vessel, someone to sing the song. Someone to bring apart the fabrics woven to allow your consciousness. The inevitable will happen.
Bahn mi can exist if I will it on carcosa. The food is handpicked and delicious if you are among my chosen. It is not necessary, however if you wish to gorge yourself, you will be considered a pig to slaughter. Fattened till you swell with mass enough to be consumed by those we keep in the pits.
၄⋆၃ shrug you do not have to take my suggestion
so fair you have your fave person i totallie get it
The door can be remade. The door can be reborn.
aw thanks preciate it
carcosan huh like from carcosa
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