RJ Brudenell (azoth) wrote,
RJ Brudenell

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Where did this come from.

My brain is akin to a sponge. It soaks things up terribly well and retains them for a very long time. However, gradually the details start to trickle out and things become fuddled. There's a verse sloshing around my mind but I have no idea how it got there. Do you know of its origin?

Stagnant waters are like the memory
of men. Beneath the surface calm, clawed
beasts await and are known to initiates as
Deeps ones. Awaiting his prey the Deep One
seizes him and drags him down to the the abyss
where Dagon the cruel god swims and reveres
him whose name my not be pronounced.

Now, I'm guessing it's some kind of Lovecraftian quote but the specifics elude me. Any light you can shed on the matter will be greatly appreciated.

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