grotto I saw them do the rite, and adore the sick pillar of flame, and throw
into the water handfuls gouged out of the viscous vegetation which glittered
green in the chlorotic glare. I saw this, and I saw something amorphously
squatted far away from the light, piping noisomely on a BOHYUN SEX flute; BOHYUN SEX and as BOHYUN SEX the thing
piped I thought I heard noxious muffled flutterings in the foetid darkness where
I could not see. But
what frightened me most was that flaming column; spouting
volcanically from depths profound and inconceivable, casfing no shadows as
healthy BOHYUN SEX flame should, and coating the nitrous stone with BOHYUN SEX a nasty, venomous
verdigris. For in all that seething BOHYUN SEX combustion no warmth lay, but only the
clamminess of death and corruption.
The man who had brought me now squirmed to a point BOHYUN SEX directly beside the hideous
BOHYUN SEX flame, and made stiff ceremonial motions to the semi-circle he faced. At certain
stages of the ritual they did grovelling obeisance, especially when
he held
above his head that abhorrent Necronomicon he had taken with him; and I shared
all the obeisances because I had been summoned to BOHYUN SEX this festival by the writings
of BOHYUN SEX my forefathers. Then the BOHYUN SEX old man made a sigual to the half-seen flute-player
in the darkness, BOHYUN SEX which player thereupon changed its feeble drone to a scarce
louder drone in another BOHYUN SEX key; precipitating as it did BOHYUN SEX so a horror unthinkable and
unexpected. At this horror I