PROGENY OF YIG

PROGENY OF YIG

"The moving object was almost of human size, and entirely devoid of clothing. It was absolutely hairless, and its tawny-looking back seemed subtly squamous in the dim, ghoulish light. Around the shoulders it was rather speckled and brownish, and the head was very curiously flat. As it looked up to hiss at me I saw that the beady little black eyes were damnably anthropoid, but I could not bear to study them long."

"Yig’s chief trait was a relentless devotion to his children—a devotion so great that the redskins almost feared to protect themselves from the venomous rattlesnakes which thronged the region. Frightful clandestine tales hinted of his vengeance upon mortals who flouted him or wreaked harm upon his wriggling progeny; his chosen method being to turn his victim, after suitable tortures, to a spotted snake."

H.P. Lovecraft & Zealia Bishop, The Curse Of Yig

K'THUN

K'THUN

“Fool! Spawn of Noth-Yidik and effluvium of K’thun! Son of the dogs that howl in the maelstrom of Azathoth! You would have been sacred and immortal, and now you are betraying It and Its priest!"
H.P. Lovecraft & Hazel Heald, The Horror In the Museum

"Aye, I speak of the very Hounds Of Tindalos themselves, those Hunters From Beyond that be the Spawn of Noth-Yidik and the effluvium of K'thun, and that howl forever in the maelstrom that is dread and fearsome Azathoth; aye, They be none other than the very minions and servitors of the Daemon-Sultan, under Their ghastly sire and dam, Noth-Yidik and terrible K'thun."
Lin Carter, The Madness Out Of Time

HOUND OF TINDALOS

HOUND OF TINDALOS

"Beyond life there are'—his face grew ashen with terror—'things that I cannot distinguish. They move slowly through angles. They have no bodies, and they move slowly through outrageous angles.'"

"'All the evil in the universe was concentrated in their lean, hungry bodies. Or had they bodies? I saw them only for a moment, I cannot be certain."

"'God, they are breaking through! They are breaking through! Smoke is pouring in from the corners of the wall. Their tongues—ahhh—"'
Frank Belknap Long, The Hounds Of Tindalos

"The nature of the Doels was plainly revealed, and I was told the essence (though not the source) of the Hounds of Tindalos."
H.P. Lovecraft, The Whisperer In Darkness

YEB

YEB

"The ceremonies of Nug and Yeb sickened him especially—so much, indeed, that he refrained from describing them in his manuscript."
H.P. Lovecraft & Zealia Bishop, The Mound

"I talked in Yemen with an old man who had come back alive from the Crimson Desert—he had seen Irem, the City of Pillars, and had worshipped at the underground shrines of Nug and Yeb—Iä! Shub-Niggurath!"
H.P. Lovecraft & Adolphe de Castro, The Last Test

NUG

NUG

"The ceremonies of Nug and Yeb sickened him especially—so much, indeed, that he refrained from describing them in his manuscript."
H.P. Lovecraft & Zealia Bishop, The Mound
"I talked in Yemen with an old man who had come back alive from the Crimson Desert—he had seen Irem, the City of Pillars, and had worshipped at the underground shrines of Nug and Yeb—Iä! Shub-Niggurath!"
H.P. Lovecraft & Adolphe de Castro, The Last Test

MONSTROUS FROG

MONSTROUS FROG

"There, squatting in the midst of the tumbled bedding from that long-abandoned bed, sat a monstrous, leathery-skinned creature that was neither frog nor man, one gorged with food, with blood still slavering from its batrachian jaws and upon its webbed fingers - a monstrous entity that had strong, powerfully long arms, grown from its bestial body like those of a frog, and tapering off into a man's hands, save for the webbing between the fingers..."
H.P. Lovecraft & August Derleth, The Shuttered Room

INVISIBLE OCTOPOID

INVISIBLE OCTOPOID

"He recited the formula thrice and made designs on the sand, and suddenly, with a great rush, a being of horrible and repellent aspect appeared to flow through the opening from above into the tower and, filling it, flowed outward through the door, pushing Dewart aside and speaking to Dewart in a debased tongue demanding of him the sacrifice, whereupon Dewart ran fleetly to the circle of stones and directed the visitant to Dunwich, in which direction it then went, fluid as water, but of great and terrible aspect squid-like or octopoid, passing among the trees as air, along the earth as water, of great and woderful properties which enable it to seem partially or wholly invisible apparently at will."
H.P. Lovecraft & August Derleth, The Lurker At the Threshold