The end of Duty
Hear my thoughts,of Ancient Sire of Despair and delight all that you may,for they shall soon be gone.
I am the last of the temple.The one whitch existed countless ages before man.
The one that was ancient,when Great Cthulhu came to Earth.We knew of his coming a thousand milenia before he was spawn in those acursed,
formless realms,where sound is the form of matter and thought is the aetherbound,swirling mass that flies at all times from one of the three thousand sides to the other,echoing in itself the dying epiologue of a world too old for memory,
and where death itself is the same as birth and were there are neither years,nor centuries.
And when his unwholly pilgrimage has been done and he rested upon this world at last,it was long before taught in the hours when Eldest priest's prepared the chosen protagé to be their succession.
When the Earth itself was taken from Those That Ruled Before,(even them we preceeded),silence came.And it did not ocure in days or nights,but in times between,when Time leaves the world far behind,going in audience before it's Lord,and nothing ever comes to pass,that Our Temple prepared.We knew exactly how long it would take,the Reign of Cthulhu.
And when acursed R'lyeh at long last sank into the sea,we were in joy unprecedented,but we halted fast.For we knew on whose side of the cosmic playfield the ball had come to be now.
Soon,Their Soul and Messenger began to walk amongst us and it took great precautions to insure that he would not acquire the knowledge of Our being.
Ages came and went,wars were there and were there not and stil we prepared.And knew.
And then at last it came to pass and R'lyeh had rissen once more and the New Dark Age indeed ocured.
Eons passed and again the thing that siteth in R'lyeh came once again to be praised by the ancient sounds of "Cthulhu fhtagn".
And yet our walls were black with age and unbroken.And so at the End of End,of witch we alone knew,excpet the All-in-One.The Lord Y'Hanai-Ithana-Yucxai,the Eternal Pilgrim,had traveled from one end of Time to the other and returned to do his journey anew and was,for an instant,visible in the shadowy voids of timeles nigtmare,that fly around the earth outer Hells.And surely it was neither the Spawn of Azathoth,nor that of X'chll'at-aa.
And it was upon me to call upon him the incantation given from one priest to the other for geological ages and far beyond the Hadean.
"E'ay Omyath Xcul-Thuth
Iganai Hhnimyth Oe'e Thiya"
(It's meaning cannot be,for those are words of things and doing that passed aside the world and far beyond it)
And as I came before the Stone of Knowing,in witch surface all of That,witch is within the sight of the Key and the Gate,is mirrored,I became struck by herds of swarming crabs and swirling claws,for the doors behind me,clossed for ages and opened but by me to one more time see the universe,in my foolishnes were left ajar.And as The Path Unending had come to be,I had not been able to reach the Altar of the Stone in time and, after several Milion Years of waiting patiently, failed the temple.The last I heard was the echoing inchant of those bent old sailors upon their marble ships,crying out in all might:
"H'nai Yu'xe Basatan"
"The all-blessed Crab".
And now I sit amongst the ruins of My temple waiting for my kin to come and put me down for that witch I done and did not do.
And of all the rest of Greater Sires,Of Cthulhu,the ,of Hzioulquoigmnzhah,of Ghatanothoa, the Usurper,or even X'chll'at-aa,the enemy of all tha Live, himself,It had to be Basatan,the Emperor of the Crabs.