The Call of the Cold Wind

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
Mythos poem.

Submitted: July 22, 2019

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Submitted: July 22, 2019

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I hear the cold wind's call through the window of Kadath:

"Aphoom-Zhah, come Ye forth the Dark Wood and fields among.

My cares and worries fling like a worn-out cloak aside;

And come Ye swiftly forth where the nocturnal day is wide;

Come Ye out to the fields and the gardens of Kadath,

Where the Illuminati roam above, where thunder strikes;

And the screams of the Night-Ghaunts are a rapturous praise

To the joy and the beauty of the Goddess first perfect days."

I hear the cold wind's call, and I must arise and go

To Kadatherian peaks and the dooming last blow.


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