Necronomicon - “When I was a youth and traveled alone through the mountains, heading towards the East”...

(i) Ice'Di/Triumph



                      THE NECRONOMICON

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    When I was a youth and traveled alone through the mountains,
heading towards the East, which the people living in those parts call
"Mashu", I accidentally found a gray rock on which were carved
three strange signs.  This rock was as tall as a man and
the girth of a bull's body. She was firmly rooted in the ground, and I couldn’t
move it from its place.  Considering these signs to be the inscription of some
ancient king, which he left on the stone after his victory over
enemy, I lit a fire at the foot of the cliff to protect myself from
wolves wandering nearby, and went to bed, for it had already arrived
night, and I was far from my home village, Bet Durrabia.
Approximately three hours before dawn, 19th of the month
Shabbat, I woke up to the howling of a dog or wolf, unusually loud
and sounded very close.  The fire burned out, just barely smoldering
reddish embers cast dancing shadows on a rock with three
mysterious signs. I hastily began to build a new fire,
but then the gray stone began to slowly rise into the air, as if
flying dove.  From the horror that pierced my spine and
clutching my skull with cold fingers, I was unable to
move, not say a word. I would be smallershocked, shocked
When would Azug-bel-ya himself appear before me!



    Then I heard a quiet voice from somewhere in the distance, and I was overcome
already a more earthly fear of robbers. I fell to the ground and
hid in the tall grass, trembling all over.  To the first voice
another joined, and soon to the place where I hid,
Several people in black robes of thieves approached. They surrounded
the floating rock without showing the slightest fear of it.



    Now I could clearly discern that three strange marks on the stone
glowed with a red flame, as if there was a fire burning inside the rock.
The strangers muttered inaudibly in chorus some kind of prayer or
spell, from which I was able to hear only a few words,
and even those were in an unfamiliar language; May Anu have mercy on me
soul! Now these rituals are familiar to me.

    People whose faces I could neither distinguish nor recognize began
wildly waving knives that flickered in the twilight of the mountain night
piercing, cold shine.

    Then, from under a rock floating in the air, straight from the ground,
where she had previously stood, a rising snake's tail appeared. I
I've never seen such a huge snake before! The thinnest part of her
body was two girths thick, and when it appeared from under
land, followed by another, although the first was not yet visible
end, for it seemed to reachHell itself.  Then
others appeared, and now the earth began to tremble from the multitude
writhing tentacles. The singing of the priests (for now I have already understood that
they were servants of some secret Power) became much louder.



    YA! YA! ZI AZAG!
    YA! YA! ZM AZKAK!
    YA! YA! KUTULU ZI KUR!
            YA!


    The ground where I was hiding became damp from
some substance, for it was located somewhat lower than that
the place where the scene unfolded, of which I was an involuntary witness
became.  I touched the moisture and realized it was blood.  I'm terrified
screamed and revealed his presence to the priests.  They
turned to me, and I saw with disgust that their breasts
cut by the daggers with which they lifted the stone,
for some mysterious purpose which I could not then
understand;  however, now I know that blood is a favorite food
these spirits and that the battlefields shimmer after the battle
unnatural light precisely because these spirits wander through them
in search of food.



    May Anu protect us!



    Because of my scream, their entire ritual was disrupted. I rushed through
mountains along the road along which he came to that terrible place, and the priests
chased me, although some, it seemed to me, stayed
at the stone tocomplete the ritual. I ran like crazy down the
mountainside, suffocating in the cold air of the night, my heart
My chest was pounding furiously, my head was burning. I heard behind my back
the roar and noise of falling stones shaking the ground under my
feet. Overcome with terror, I stumbled and fell.



    Rising to my feet, I turned to face
the one who would attack me, although I remembered that I was unarmed.
But, to my amazement, I did not see a priest of the ancient monster,
nor an adept of the forbidden Art: empty black
clothes without any signs of life.

    I carefully approached him and, picking up a long rod,
picked up the black clothes from the crumpled grass.  All that's left of
priest, a puddle of slime that looks like green oil.  Came from her
the disgusting smell of a corpse that had been lying in the sun all day.
At the sight of such abomination I almost fainted, but I
firmly determined to find the others and find out whether they had suffered
same fate.



    Climbing up the slope from which I ran in such
fear just a few minutes ago, I came across another
black priest He was in the same condition as the first one. I went
further, finding more and more black clothes and no more
daring to turn them over.  Finally I got to the gray
stone, whichrecently scared me half to death by rising in
air at the behest of the priests.  Now he was standing on the ground again, but
the signs continued to flicker with supernatural light. Snakes, or
what I then took to be snakes disappeared. But among those who have cooled down
black coals of the fire appeared sparkling metal
record. I picked it up and saw that there were signs carved on it too,
but very intricate, in a manner unfamiliar to me. They were different
from the marks on the stone, and at that moment it seemed to me that I could
read this inscription, but still can’t, as if I had once
knew the language in which it was made, but had forgotten it a long time ago.
I had a headache, as if the devil were squeezing my skull.
The moonbeam touched the metal amulet (for now I know
that it was an amulet) and a voice rang out in my head,
who told me the secrets of the spectacle that I witnessed, in
in one single word:

5
    KUTULU.



    And at that moment, it was as if someone whispered the answer in my ear
to my questions, I understood everything.

    On the gray stone were carved signs that indicate the Gate
to the Outer World.

    The amulet that I clutched in my hand is still there
with me and hanging around my neck while I write these lines.



    The first of the three symbols is the Sign of our Race, which came from
Stars, and he is called "ARRA" in the languageScribe of the messenger of the Elders,
who taught me this adverb. In the language of the ancient city of Babylon
it was called "UR".  This is a pledge of the Covenant with the Elder Gods, and if
If they who gave it to us see it, they will not forget us. They gave
oath!



    Spirit of Heaven, remember!



    The second symbol is the Senior Sign, the Key, with the help of which
can be summoned by Elder Gods if used with
in the right words and in the right order. He also has a Name
"AGGA."

    The third sign is the Sign of the Observer. It is called from "BANDAR".
The Observers are a race sent by the Elders. She's standing on
guard while you sleep, if you perform the necessary rituals beforehand
and make due sacrifices;  otherwise, if you call her, then she
will turn against you.

    For these seals to work, they must be carved into stone,
buried in the ground, or on an altar where they are performed
sacrifices.  They can also be brought to the Summoning Rock,
or engrave your God or Goddess on metal and hang it up
around the neck, but hidden from the eyes of the uninitiated. Of these three signs
APRA and AGGA can be used separately. But the third
seal, BANDAR, in no case can be used without the rest
two or at least one more, because the Observer needs to be reminded
about the oath he took to the Elder Gods and our family, otherwise
he will turn aroundagainst you, and will kill you, and begin to devastate
your city, and will not humble itself until the tears of your people and the lamentations
your women will not appease the Elder Gods.

    KAKAMU!



    BOOK 2

    PART 2



    CONFESSION OF A MAD ARAB (continued)



    The fire amulet that I found in the ashes of the fire and on which
moonlight fell, This is a powerful seal that protects
everyone who can appear from behind the Gates of the Outer World, for having seen her,
they will retreat from you, BUT ONLY IF ITS SURFACE
LIT BY THE RAYS OF THE MOON, for on a new moon or when the moon is hidden behind
clouds, there is no protection from the spirits of the Ancient Earth and they can easily
can destroy the barrier or, with the help of their servants, penetrate
Earth.  Then you will not find salvation from them until the moon returns
will shine over the Earth, for the Moon is the oldest of the Lords of the Spheres
and the heavenly symbol of our covenant. NANNA, Father of the Gods, remember!

    For this reason, the amulet should be made from pure
silver in the light of the full moon, so that the moon would illuminate his birth and
he attracted and absorbed the lunar essence. At the same time it should
perform spells according to all the rules and rituals prescribed in
this Book.  The sun should NEVER fall on this amulet.
rays, for SHAMASH, who is also called UDU, in his envy
will steal the power of the seal. Ifthis happens, then the amulet should
wash in camphor water and perform the ritual again and read
spells. But to be sure, it’s better to make a new one.

    These secrets that I entrust to you at the risk of my life, in no way
under no circumstances should it be revealed to profane and damned Servants
Ancient Serpent. Keep them in your heart and remain silent.



    May peace be with you!



    Since then, after that fateful night in the Mashu mountains, I have wandered
around the world in search of the key to the secret knowledge entrusted to me. And
my wanderings were long and painful, for during this time I
did not take a wife, did not call any village home, lived in
different countries, found shelter in caves and deserts and learned
several foreign dialects to bargain with merchants and learn
news and customs of unfamiliar lands.  But I made deals with
The forces that lived in each of these countries. And soon I became
understand many things that I had no idea about before, except perhaps in
dreams and daydreams.  The friends of my youth turned away from me, and I 
from them.  After spending seven years wandering, I learned that all my
former friends died by suicide due to unknown reasons
no reason;  their flocks subsequently died from some
strange illness.



    I wandered like a beggar, moving from city to city andeating alms;  Often townspeople, instead of alms, threw into
They stoned me and threatened to imprison me. Thanks happy
chance, I managed to convince a certain learned person that
I am driven by a sincere thirst for knowledge, and he allowed me to read
Ancient Records containing the secrets of necromancy, witchcraft,
magic and alchemy.  I found spells there that cast on
people sickness, plague, blindness, madness and even death. I have studied
numerous ranks of demons and evil deities. I recognized the vintage
legends of the Ancients.  So I was able to adequately arm myself against
the monstrous Maskim, who lies in ambush beyond the edge of the world,
ready to seize the frivolous traveler, and who devours
victims left overnight in deserted places; so I could
arm yourself against the devil LAMMASHTA, who is called the Sword,
Cleaving the Skull, the sight of which evokes fear and trembling and (as
some say) the most terrible kind of death.