Doomed Prophecy Revelaed

 What Was Written Must Be Known

I

Echoes of whispered prophecies are heard once again in a Twilight language known as The Nameless speech. A language of equations and geometry issued forth from the void womb of mother dark, beyond the primordial cosmos. Equations that bend and twist the mind beyond all recognition, for mortal minds were neve meant to grasp this.

What is heard is proving true, time and time again the heard prophecies are brought to be, and no piles of gold-gift or riches from the religious faithful can change what is to come.

The great eclipse of the Demons Haunted Moons of Gorm has stirred them from their slumbers as they now hang in the night sky watching; their mysterious presence overhead brings ill omens dragged in their wake.

II

The Three Sisters, Seers of the Unseen, Listener of The Deep have argued unending, yet stand in agreement in their predictions of inexorable Annihilation. If only they could learn the Equations and codes of the forthcoming apocalypse, perhaps the right offerings and sacrifice might avert all endings? In the dreaming Gorm, The Watcher, the Crimson Moons, spits out demonic slumbering curses upon the world below.

III

The world dies even now. Reality decays, truth becomes dream and dream, truth. Cracks grow in the once-stable structures of the past, allowing things horrific and vile to creep through, emerging into day’s wan light.


The world closes in, bounded to the west by the massive Necropolis of Bal Morale with its
catacombs and skull-caked peaks. Many have ploughed the depths of its Black Libram in search of the Opanatheds Of Thek, the forbidden book, a vile tome so evil it may just have the power to avert that which is to come. Many have sought it against their will and none have returned, ALIVE that is.


BEWARE, Something comes and we have seen the END. Now leave us to our madness.