Saturday, February 06, 2016
Lovecraftian Thing A Day No.37: A curiously stoppered bottle and a tale of necromancy
I acquired this item from an artist-sorcerer who currently resides in or near an English coastal town of questionable repute. It contains certain essential saltes, about which I will not speak here – other than to say that there exists a Fraternal Order whose members are party to the truth of the matter, and who will recall that, some years ago, I undertook a certain journey to a certain burying-ground, at which certain artefacts were buried, and from which certain materials were procured, thence to be apportioned out to the adherents of that Dark Brotherhood. These things aside, I always ensure that the correct formula (in the descending mode) is to hand when dealing with the contents of this vessel.