Utopia_del_buongusto

The shadow of Cthulhu from time
I was away from home and under the spell of the eastern sea. Walking through the inner cave behind the Serpent's Den, there were chemical odors and the hoarse cry of a penguin, and the people could not take it anymore.
Once again, I reached a point where it was very difficult to proceed.
I must tell my son what I saw: the blasphemous Tsathoggua, with an immense and protruding forehead, five limb systems, and pulpy, tentacled head.
Then, among obelisks with strange bulbous swellings and a druidic circle of vertical stones, a huge negro with a cloak woke up in his bed and hit his head against the columns, repeating:
Tekeli-li!
Cthulhu fhtagn!
Great holes are secretly being dug, where the pores of the earth should suffice, and things that should crawl have learned to walk.