The Shadow Over Innsmouth

Stupendous and unheard-of splendors await me below, and I shall seek them soon. Ia-R'lyehl Cihuiha flgagnl id Ia! No, I shall not shoot myself – I cannot be made to shoot myself!

queerly drawn toward the unknown sea-deeps instead of fearing them.

alienage; and the process told heavily on me. My health and appearance grew steadily worse, till finally I was forced to give up my position and adopt the static, secluded life of an invalid. Some odd nervous affliction had me in its grip, and I found myself at times almost unable to shut my eyes.

trappings, treading their aqueous ways, and praying monstrously at their evil sea-bottom temples.

sunken porticos and labyrinths of weedy cyclopean walls with grotesque fishes a

brooding and apprehension nor

deposited funds in a Boston bank to maintain

accordingly I began to test my cramped, wearied powers of locomotion.

humped, tiaraed priest in the black church basement had fearsomely reminded me

postpone the horror of writing it down baldly.