The Dance
We Dance,
Along the sea
We see the sea
Where they danced,
Those entities with a thousand eyes and a hundred eyes
The shoggoths slithered and slimed
Those freed slaves of the Antarctic, in their home
Beneath the waves, a dance of tentacles and flapping wings. Dancing eyes, teeth,
Tongue, fangs, feet,
Bubbling with ooze, slime, ice
Horror of life before life, of primordial fury and rebellion.
Endless in all things, in all ways, eternal in all things.
Forever and ever…
The sea breathes in the frigid air-
The dance of primordial creation there.
In a clumsy dance they wait there, rising from the sea. They came from beneath the waves, long bodies and appendages impervious
to cold…
The shoggoths rose,
and danced to far away R'lyeh.
They crawled to sleeping Cthulhu beneath the waves, oozing and boiling, singing without
sound.
They pass us in the sea spray.
The hunted, haunted eyes
Of the sea and the ancient death,
Which come so swift.
A.R. LaBaere