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Paleo flint sources, New York State
Dane:
Ayee, yes, the sunken city will rise, Hail C'thulu. Azathoth! Hastur! Dagon! Great Nyarlathotep! So, you are initiated into the secrets of the Necronomicon too?
I plan to take a trip to Miskatonic University soon, to study the book myself...
...but wait....no...no...IT is coming....closer...no....the smell of sulfer...the angels are WRONG...somehow...it is coming across the room...as I type...nooooo. I am doomed...no...closer...I should just get up and leave the room, but I...can't...though it is slow moving....where is my coffee...noooooo. :)
Hillbilly:
I've spent a few hours with ol' Abdul Alhazred over the years. :) I thought Wilbur Whateley still had that Miskatonic copy checked out........ ;D
Dane:
Naw, if you recall, Wilbur was killed trying to steal the copy from the library. He melted into green, slimy ichor. Then, of course, the Duwich Horror escaped.
By the way, I used the eldrich sign and escaped at the last second earlier today.
Lovecraft has some connections to my area, actually! He spend some time in Brattleboro, and maybe even Greenfield.
Dane
Hillbilly:
Just watch out for Pickman's models, Brown Jenkin, and luminescent meteorites. You're in an unhealthy neck of the woods. Not to mention some of those Mi-go might come down from Vermont at any time, and if the sea levels keep rising - well, the Deep Ones may decide that Innsmouth isn't far enough inland. :)
Dane:
"Searchers after horror haunt strange, far places. For them are the catacombs of Ptolemais, and the carven mausolea of the nightmare countries. They climb to the moonlit towers of ruined Rhine castles, and falter down black cobwebbed steps beneath the scattered stones of forgotten cities in Asia. The haunted wood and the desolate mountain are their shrines, and they linger around the sinister monoliths on uninhabited islands. But the true epicure of the terrible, to whom a new thrill of unutterable ghastliness is the chief end and justification of existence, esteem most of all the ancient, lonely farmhouses of backwoods New England; for there the dark elements of strength, solitude, grotesqueness, and ignorance combine to form the perfection of the hideous."
Thanks for the warning. This just about describes that part of Vermont.
I believe I did hear a buzzing the other night...pesky Mi-go again near my house. They hate bows and arrows, though. :)
As for Brown Jenkins....I tell my wife if she gets pissed at her coworkers, don't Brown Jenkins them...way too bloody knawing through their chest. She teachers Gothic literature, and I am happy to say she added Lovecraft to her classes because I turned her on to his work.
Dane
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