Vomited Up From the Bowels of The Earth

Vomited Up From the Bowels of The Earth is an unfinished, anonymous manuscript penned by a member of the Dark Delvers. Grandoch Khardoon is quoted frequently in the work, but isn't the author. The information contained in the work constitutes ample grounds for the murder by the society of its author, but his or her fate is unknown. The manuscript has been stolen at least twice.

Extracts

“Oh yea of little knowing. Unrivaled is Her power. And great are our dark resources. Yet you fear imprisonment between walls of stone. From the deep I shall call a creature of fire, earth, and whistling bone. And if you so much as flinch before it, I shall add your soul to those already forever bitten by its flames.”

- Grandoch Khardoon

"We did not lack for speed. The Loathsome Consort had seen to that by limiting our baggage to little more than what his strange, bipedal porting creatures could manage. They were tireless, strong, frightful. A great secret indeed had been stolen from Her for with them we could push deep and seize greater knowledge still. But only in returning did we understand their full value. For the dead that they had left behind, slain by the spores that they exuded, and transformed into rich beds of mushrooms, alone kept us alive, as the Loathsome Consort had intended."

- Unknown

Descriptive text contributed by cure to John W. Mangrum's Teeny Tiny Tales of Terror project (posted on the Fraternity of Shadows message board).