Knife's Edge

[knifesedge]

Turn 13
Jeremiah

Returning home you make yourself a coffee and sit at your desk to translate the hieroglyphics. It’s a long and very difficult task and soon enough you decide you don’t have the necessary research materials. You decide to sleep on it and head to the University first thing in the morning.

At 9am you climb the steps of Miskatonic U and head for the library. Finding the necessary section you get to work again. By 3.30pm, you have made good progress but would require at least another day to complete the translation. The following is what you have so far

I spent yesterday at the table of the Old Ones; I am They of Living-Kind, the Keeper of the first gate and blind to my freedom or duty to the empire(world). So I have the title Lord of Eternity, and truly did never, nor will I ever have name, meaning or existence.
Him who is in his burning in the Celestial Waters is the keeper of the second gate; the Great Old One who creases his own light. His fiery breath is in the faces of those whose hearts would move against us. He is a flame, the burner, the son of a flame, to whome was given his head after it had been cut off. My cavern is opened, the spitits fall within the darkness. Hail to you, Starry One and the sun folk of Fomalhaut.
Fly like the swallow; as for any god or any of the dead, who shall not lick their lips over him this day, shall fall into the depths of the iron barley, in which lies the Keeper of the Third Gate. He is the Field of Rushes whose height is infinite.
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