[Doctor Ignatius Stone:]

It was like some dark, dark dream. We had not heeded

the warnings of the ancients, and now we would pay the price... here, within

the catacombs of Ur.



Lost within the lightless catacombs of Ur... Entombed within the ziggurats!



[The Keeper of the Ancient Lore of Ur:]

Trapped forever in the catacombs of Ur...

your screams are heard in Babylon!



[Doctor Ignatius Stone:]

Warnings etched into the cuneiform tablets of Ur...



Entombed within the ziggurats!



[The Keeper of the Ancient Lore of Ur:]

Behold the great Cthonic deities of Ur...

Your screams are heard in Babylon!



[Doctor Ignatius Stone:]

Here, beneath the eternally shifting sands, I sought

enlightenment... but found only damnation!



[The Chief Cultist of Ur:]

You have defiled the sanctity of this sacred place!



[The Keeper of the Ancient Lore of Ur:]

Ancient before the Fifth Cataclysm, here

between the two rivers in Ur the Dreamer waits! And when the seal of the

seventh city is broken, then shall the dreamer in the catacombs of Ur awaken!

Forsaken (when His darksome splendorous glory eclipses it) burns the sun,

Enthrone (the eternally) benighted one, Usurper of the skies.

Named in (that black, shunned tome of ) forbidden lore,

Destined to rule (this telluric sphere and the myriad stars beyond) once more,

The Dreamer shall arise!

Now, let the Gate yawn wide and the horrors of the Abyss engulf the earth, for

the Dreamer in the catacombs is risen!



How many of my colleague's rants were merely the result of his psychosis and

how many were actually born of fact, I cannot discern... nor in truth do I

wish to.



[20 October, 1893]

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