Abchaz, Southern Caucasus
Hour the Nameless Horror Stirs Beneath the Dark Vaults of Antchar,*Premiss*
I'm not sure if it's the right place to post this but I try.
I need your help: I'm searching for a name to apply a nameless Cthulhu Mythos entity I've recently found again in a short story of Clark Ashton Smith I had browsed some time ago only quickly. Smith has been one of Lovecraft’s best (pen) friend and the story I’m referring to is “The Tale of Sir John Maundeville” (1933), whose plot even H.P. Lovecraft has talked about with appreciation in one of the selected letters of theirs, though I don’t remember precisely which one but likely soon after publishing of Smith’s short story.
Full text of the short story is viewable at following URL hosted ad EldritchDark website
but I’ll provide you some details. Interesting plot apart, the presence of an unnamed Cthulhu Mythos entity, likely to be counted amongst the Great Old Ones, is the facet that’s caught my attention most. Before I start again posting some old stuff, I would like to find a name for this entity and I’d like to ask you to help me finding one. So I’m launching a new…
CTHULHU MYTHOS NAMING CONTEST 2015
1) Deviant watchers, group members and visitors can suggest one name for the Mythos entity to “christen”.
2) One name per deviant can be proposed at following url
3) Find a strange, eldritch or even an worldly source and have fun searching one then give the name the eeriest sound. If source sounds too obvious a second proposal/attempt may be considered.
4) Unleash the dark fantasy of yours!Prize
Winner can ask me a free request and I’ll fulfil that.
As above the unnamed Great Old One/Mythos entity comes from Clark Ashton Smith’s “The Tale of Sir John Maundeville” and here is a plot summary. Sir John is sort of a traveller like Bilbo Baggins and he’s voyaging along the foothills of Southern Caucasus between Abchaz and Georgia, in the proximity of Henyson province (there’s some assonance with Denisova, another place of Eurasia where bone remains of archaic humans of unknown species have been recently discovered but it’s located in a completely different region…). As his travel goes farther, Sir John enters a gloomy and increasingly murkier vale in the neighbourhood of modern day El’brus, I guess, where a R’lyeh-like landscape extends, though chthonian and not marine. The panorama is disturbing: towering pinnacles and impressive badlands, opaque and dark sky above, massive rocks carven with abominable and ominous figures, whitish wastes made of ashes and bones of any creature, human, animal and other. Bad omens like jackals and vipers endowed of speech (!) warn Sir John to go not further but the hybris prevents the explorer to turn back, as in way more renowned records in Classical and Mythological anthology.
This brings him to enter in quite a different realm (or dimension) where twilight rules and no Sun seems to shine (no fear: you won’t see any Edward or Bella roaming there, hopefully…)
It’s Antchar, also known and awed as the “Kingdom of the Worm” (alternate title of the short story), where only dead things lie and any sort of scavenger (ghouls and charnel-worms) thrives. Any oblique reference to Edgar Allan Poe’s Conqueror Worm? I guess so and it would not be the first one since both Smith both Lovecraft himself have often cited excerpts from, especially in the Shadow Over Innsmouth.
Suddenly Sir John is taken and lifted up by faceless black ghosts which bring him before the Throned Worm, the ruler of Antchar, whom condemns the man to stay locked for some time beneath the catacombs for his arrogance, because he’s been warned to leave but he has deliberately ignored the omens and no living being is supposed to cross the dark lands of dead.
So Sir John is thrown in the vast charnel beneath Antchar where scavenging worms and something else, something very big and hideous, scuttle in utter darkness. As the man is freed, lifted up again by the faceless black ghosts…
“[…] for the first time, by the dimness of twilight that had entered the tomb, he saw in all its piteousness and repulsion the thing with which he had abode so long. In the sickness that fell upon him at this sight, he was haled forth from the sepulcher by those who had thrust him therein: and, fainting once more with the terror of their touch, and shrinking from their gigantic shadowy stature and cerements whose black folds revealed no human visage or form, he was led through Antchar along the road whereby he had come into that dolorous realm. […]”
No, it wasn’t
but something not too... dissimilar, likely the true form of the Throned Worm, a Great Old One, whose alleged and less disgusting avatar is that of…
“[…]A grey, prodigious creature, of height and bulk exceeding those of man, and having in all its over-swollen form the exact similitude of a charnel-worm […] with little eyes deep-folded in the obscene bloating of its face […]”
Being the worm a sort of leitmotiv in Smith’s Mythos entities I’m pretty sure that there’s some kinship between the Throned Worm and the White Worm Rlim Shaikorth, the former dwelling a dark realm on… terra firma, the latter a wandering ice-built citadel whence had fun… destroying Hyperborean realms and abducting selected necromancers to enslave as acolytes of his. Following Cthulhu Mythos’ Theogony both could be spawn of Aphoom-Zhah too, the cold flame which wasted Hyperborea.DeadlineWednesday 28
but I’ll announce contest winner. 2nd and 3rd ranks could be considered according to naming proposals submitted, which could even be employed or suggested for other Cthulhu Mythos stuff.
That’s all. Dust off your old grimoires, consult stars and oracles and reveal the dark name of the Throned King which only unhuman throats can spell in all of its dark glory.
See you next week.... in the dark charnels of Antchar...
Yours,By the Strange Demonry of Dread Henyson