REVELATIONS OF GLAAKI – VOLUME XII
…for even the minions of Cthulhu dare not
speak of Y’Golonac; yet the time will come
when Y’Golonac strides forth from the
loneliness of aeons to walk once more among
men and the prelude to those days is even now
upon us…
This simple notebook, labeled as the twelfth volume of the Revelations
of Glaaki upon the cover, is a meandering treatise with no clear focus,
or perhaps a futurist tone poem extended to a remarkable length.
One image which the text returns to again and again, however, is that
of Y’Golonac:
Beyond the gulf in the subterranean night a
passage leads to a wall of massive bricks, and
beyond the wall rises Y’Golonac to be served
by the taered eyeless figures of the dark.
Long has he slept beyond the wall, and those
which crawl over the bricks scuttle across his
body never knowing it to be Y’Golonac; but
when his name is
spoken or read he comes forth to be worshiped
or to feed and take on the shape and soul of
those he feeds upon. For those who read of
evil and search for its form within their minds
call forth evil, and so
may Y’Golonac return to walk among men and
await that time
when the earth is cleared off and Cthulhu rises
from his tomb among the weeds, Glaaki
thrusts open the crystal trapdoor, the brood of
Eihort are born into daylight, Shub-Niggurath
strides forth to smash the moon-lens, Byatis
bursts forth from this prison, Daoloth
tears away illusion to expose the reality concealed
behind.
In fact, whenever the text turns away from Y’Golonac, the language
takes on the quality of an old man losing the track of his thoughts,
only to sharpen again and thrust back towards the heart of the matter.
In the later pages of the book there enters a curious tension in the
language and imagery the author employs around this central figure.
Whereas before the figure of Y’Golonac was painted as a dark threat:
Through the cracks of Daoloth, the prurient
corruption Y’Golonac wormed its way into the
hearts of Tond. It was the syphilis of souls,
gnawing like a mouse within a weevil-laden
loaf of bread, leaving cysts of filth behind his
greasy touch. And hearing the cries of Tond,
Glaaki turned one of his three jaundiced eyes
from the Render of
Veils and saw the chancroid putrescence
seeping through
translucent quintan planes. He formed a net of
chrome-cleaved souls and wove a trap for foul
Y’Golonac, building the immortal Wand
rendering him but the Prisoner of Glaaki.
The Prisoner of Glaaki had fomented the souls
of Tond, weakened by the legacy of rending,
the people faded; personalities stolen and
history washed to sepia. They were the termite-
tunnels through the W. Yet elsewhere, beyond
that haunted, blasted world, the glistening
ebony of Glaaki’s bastion stands unsullied.
Though always the Prisoner’s thrusting, cyst-
pulsing, ooze-soaked pustule neb tests
the wall, its slathering tongue tasting for those
who would feast on a
conduit of vulgarism.
But in later passages this stark treatment is harshly juxtaposed with
antithetical epithets:
worlds, the holy blood of glorious
From alveolus cysts that bubble moistly into the
Y’Golonac
may be sipped. Those who would taste of
theRighteous blood, will become his
puppets, acting out the vileness of the revered
Prisoner in the perversions of their flesh. Their
pietistic acts will weaken the Wall and grant the
mighty
Prisoner congress with those who writhe and
thrust upon it.
BENEFITS OF SKIMMING
Stability test (difficulty 4); on failure, investigator must go out
and commit some heinous sin or lechery
BENEFITS OF PORING OVER
Cthulhu Mythos +1 (if character has no ranks in Cthulhu Mythos)
4 dedicated pool points for Occult or Cthulhu Mythos related to
Glaaki or Y’Golonac, but using it triggers a 2-point Mythos
Stability test (delving into the book is disquieting,
comprehending it requires a certain bending of thoughts)
