gano bano

Over a sea of dark, dead tress, this red dragon flies. It makes its nest beside cliffs and rocky hills. Its body is colossal, so much so that it appears to be a glistening, red ore vein. Behind its back wriggles a little pink small monster which enjoys sucking up the breath of the sleeping dragon. The prey of these things is very terrible, for nightmare feasts are held in high honour around the rocky peaks that mark the gulfs where Rokug is said to have sunk. The blasphemy that gnaws of the sleeping dragon and tastes of its blood, the blasphemy spawned by the stealing of a crown from the wise men atop unknown Kadath, is nothing less than the crawling chaos Nyarlathotep, who lies almost on th...View all