Dreamer & Kadath - By: EdTi

Wonder had gone away, and he had forgotten that all life is only a set of pictures in the brain, among which there is no difference betwixt those born of real things and those born of inward dreaming's, and no cause to value the one above the other what is that sound in your attic, a chest returned from the land of static long lost, a families gift to thee, take it away, set the dreamer free clutching onto silver key, in the land of childhoods end, tempting fate his journey to find the silver gate, unlocked, Carter starts dreaming again, aged child, imagination of man, off now, into the dreamlands, alien sending across dimensional space, quest of kadath neverland far and wide where words and worlds did collide to that deep dark place where star spawn did reside dreamt arboresque visions of darkest eternity, lit a beacon of the insignificance of humanity absurdity never were there are no happy endings, tales of macabre mind bending sleep now in eternal rest, dead dreamers left forever endless screaming he set them on a path to madness, they gladly followed the real secret never spoken, horror and the mentally broken lived tales of chaotic sadness, traumatized minds left hollow derealization, never be same again, timeless spiraling dissociation Send back earth’s gods to their haunts on unknown Kadath, and pray to all space that you may never meet me in my thousand other forms. Farewell, Randolph Carter, and beware; for I am Nyarlathotep, the Crawling Chaos.