"In mere moments may this evil consume the entirety of existence
And upon the blackened sands of time it will reign or raze."
The accursed image of that squid-headed scribe still bears with me. It haunts my nightmares, and it stalks the bottomless fringes of my subconscious. I remember it now, its mulloscoid familiar clinging to it like the deep-sea barnacle that it so abhorrently resembled. I can speak no more, for I fear for the life mine. I may only say this: run. Run from every shadow that flints and flickers, run from even the agents of vain paranoia. No insult is to weak, no tale to tall. I have seen things that make me doubt mine own ability to think straight. So I leave you with this: run, and send to me help.
Hi guys, just another quick update: I've finished Lotann (or, as he is more cthonically known, Shum-Goth the Scribe). I would also like to add, for safety's sake, that the short narative excerpts that I start the posts in are written in the style of H. P. Lovecraft's 'Call of Cthulhu'; I don't usually speak like this!
@kenshin620 Thanks a lot! I hadn't even thought about that, but now will have to do it .
For those among you who haven't read or heard about Cthulhu and Lovecraft, I found a cool little video about it:
So, here Shum-Goth is, in all his disgusting Lovecraftian glory:
I also built a small piece of counts-as Gloomtide Shipwreck using cork:
Thanks for looking! Please like and follow!