Night-Gaunts by Hypnogoria
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A woodcut from the John Dee edition of the Necronomicon ithat inspired HP Lovecraft to write this verse -

Night-Gaunts

Out of what crypt they crawl, I cannot tell,
But every night I see the rubbery things,
Black, horned, and slender, with membranous wings,
They come in legions on the north wind’s swell
With obscene clutch that titillates and stings,
Snatching me off on monstrous voyagings
To grey worlds hidden deep in nightmare’s well.

Over the jagged peaks of Thok they sweep,
Heedless of all the cries I try to make,
And down the nether pits to that foul lake
Where the puffed shoggoths splash in doubtful sleep.
But ho! If only they would make some sound,
Or wear a face where faces should be found!

Mr Jim Moon is the curator of Hypnogoria,com and host of the weird fiction podcast Hypnobobs.

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  • ori-STUDFARM
    ori-STUDFARMabout 2 years ago

    It’s how I imagine my dreams to be…


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