THE R'LYEH TEXT
Hidden Leaves From The Necronomicon
There's plenty of transcriptions of Liber Logaeth out there, but none of it's sequel - "The R'Lyeh
Text". For this reason I have decided to upload my own transcription of the text, researched,
transcribed and annotated by Robert Turner. The text below has been checked and any apparent
mistakes or misspellings are present in the original edition (eg. Zkauba being spelled Zakubar).
Their Hidden Place
I have seen much unmeant for mortal eyes in my wanderings beneath that dark and forgotten city. It
is not the splendours of Irem that haunt my dreams with this madness, but another place, a place
shrouded in utter silence; long unknown to man and shunned even by ghoul and nightgaunt. A
stillness likened to millions of vanished years pressed with great heaviness upon my soul as I trod
those labyrinths in terror, ever fearing that my footfalls might awaken the dread architects of this
nameless region where the hand of time is bound and the wind does not whisper.
Great was my fear of this place, but greater was the strange sleep-like fascination that gripped my
mind and guided my feet ever downwards through realms unknown. My lamp cast it's radiance upon
basalt walls, revealing mighty pillars hewn surely by no human hand, where curiously stained obelisks
engraved with frightful images and cryptic characters reared above me into the darkness. A passage
sloped before me, I descended. For what seemed to be an eternity I descended rapt in contemplation of
the grim icons that stretched endlessly on either hand, depicting the strange deeds of Those Great
Ones born not of mortal womb. They had dwelt here and passed on, yet the walls of the edifice bore
Their mark: vast likenesses of those terrible beings of yore carved beneath a firmament of unguessed
Endlessly the way led downwards, ever downwards. The passage of time had fled from my mind,
Hypnos and eternity held my soul.
How long, how far had I journeyed? I knew not. Then like one awa