ven the minions of Cthulhu dare not speak of Y'golonac; yet the time will come when Y'golonac strides forth from the lonliness of aeons to walk once more among men ...
Beyond a gulf in the subterranean night a passage leads beyond the wall where rises Y'golonac to be served by the tattered eyeless figures of the dark. Long has he slept beyond the wall, and those which crawl over the bricks scuttle across his body never knowing it to be Y'golonac; but when his name is spoken or read he comes forth to be worshipped or to feed and take on the shape and soul of those he feeds upon. For those who read of evil and search for its form within their minds call forth evil, and so may Y'golonac return to walk among men and await that time when the earth is cleared off and Cthulhu rises from his tomb among the weeds, Glaaki thrusts open the crystal trapdoor, the brood of Eihort are born into daylight, Shub-Niggurath strides forth to smash the moon-lens, Byatis bursts forth from his prison, Daoloth tears away illusion to expose the reality concealed behind, Aphoom Zhah rises from the bowels of Yarak at the ultimate and boreal pole, Ghatanothoa emerges from his crypt beneath the mountaintop fortress of Yaddith- Gho in eldritch Mu, and Zoth-Ommog ascends from the ocean deeps. Ia! Nyarlathotep! By their very images shall ye conjure them.
This is not a vain prophecy, for ye Legacy
of Ye Old Ones is so very real, as it will be shown to the Reader...
|Old Ones and Ancient Times|
|Legacy of Ye Old Ones|