-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Говард Лавкрафт
-
- Зов Ктулху
-
- Стр. 2/13
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
A
pulpy
,
tentacled
head
surmounted
a
grotesque
and
scaly
body
with
rudimentary
wings
;
but
it
was
the
general
outline
of
the
whole
which
made
it
most
shockingly
frightful
.
Behind
the
figure
was
a
vague
suggestion
of
a
Cyclopean
architectural
background
.
The
writing
accompanying
this
oddity
was
,
aside
from
a
stack
of
press
cuttings
,
in
Professor
Angell
’
s
most
recent
hand
;
v
and
made
no
pretense
to
literary
style
.
What
seemed
to
be
the
main
document
was
headed
"
CTHULHU
CULT
"
in
characters
painstakingly
printed
to
avoid
the
erroneous
reading
of
a
word
so
unheard
-
of
.
This
manuscript
was
divided
into
two
sections
,
the
first
of
which
was
headed
"
1925
—
Dream
and
Dream
Work
of
H
.
A
.
Wilcox
,
7
Thomas
St
.
,
Providence
,
R
.
I
.
"
,
and
the
second
,
"
Narrative
of
Inspector
John
R
.
Legrasse
,
121
Bienville
St
.
,
New
Orleans
,
La
.
,
at
1908
A
.
A
.
S
.
Mtg
.
—
Notes
on
Same
,
&
Prof
.
Webb
’
s
Acct
.
"
The
other
manuscript
papers
were
all
brief
notes
,
some
of
them
accounts
of
the
queer
dreams
of
different
persons
,
some
of
them
citations
from
theosophical
books
and
magazines
(
notably
W
.
Scott
Elliot
’
s
Atlantis
and
the
Lost
Lemuria
)
,
and
the
rest
comments
on
long
-
surviving
secret
societies
and
hidden
cults
,
with
references
to
passages
in
such
mythological
and
anthropological
source
-
books
as
Frazer
’
s
Golden
Bough
and
Miss
Murray
’
s
Witch
-
Cult
in
Western
Europe
.
The
cuttings
largely
alluded
to
outre
mental
illnesses
and
outbreaks
of
group
folly
or
mania
in
the
spring
of
1925
.
The
first
half
of
the
principal
manuscript
told
a
very
peculiar
tale
.
It
appears
that
on
March
1st
,
1925
,
a
thin
,
dark
young
man
of
neurotic
and
excited
aspect
had
called
upon
Professor
Angell
bearing
the
singular
clay
bas
-
relief
,
which
was
then
exceedingly
damp
and
fresh
.
His
card
bore
the
name
of
Henry
Anthony
Wilcox
,
and
my
uncle
had
recognized
him
as
the
youngest
son
of
an
excellent
family
slightly
known
to
him
,
who
had
latterly
been
studying
sculpture
at
the
Rhode
Island
School
of
Design
and
living
alone
at
the
Fleur
-
de
-
Lys
Building
near
that
institution
.
Wilcox
was
a
precocious
youth
of
known
genius
but
great
eccentricity
,
and
had
from
childhood
excited
attention
through
the
strange
stories
and
odd
dreams
he
was
in
the
habit
of
relating
.
He
called
himself
"
psychically
hypersensitive
"
,
but
the
staid
folk
of
the
ancient
commercial
city
dismissed
him
as
merely
"
queer
"
.
Never
mingling
much
with
his
kind
,
he
had
dropped
gradually
from
social
visibility
,
and
was
now
known
only
to
a
small
group
of
aesthetes
from
other
towns
.
Even
the
Providence
Art
Club
,
anxious
to
preserve
its
conservatism
,
had
found
him
quite
hopeless
.
On
the
occasion
of
the
visit
,
ran
the
professor
’
s
manuscript
,
the
sculptor
abruptly
asked
for
the
benefit
of
his
host
’
s
archaeological
knowledge
in
identifying
the
hieroglyphics
on
the
bas
-
relief
.
He
spoke
in
a
dreamy
,
stilted
manner
which
suggested
pose
and
alienated
sympathy
;
and
my
uncle
shewed
some
sharpness
in
replying
,
for
the
conspicuous
freshness
of
the
tablet
implied
kinship
with
anything
but
archaeology
.
Young
Wilcox
’
s
rejoinder
,
which
impressed
my
uncle
enough
to
make
him
recall
and
record
it
verbatim
,
was
of
a
fantastically
poetic
cast
which
must
have
typified
his
whole
conversation
,
and
which
I
have
since
found
highly
characteristic
of
him
.
He
said
,
"
It
is
new
,
indeed
,
for
I
made
it
last
night
in
a
dream
of
strange
cities
;
and
dreams
are
older
than
brooding
Tyre
,
or
the
contemplative
Sphinx
,
or
garden
-
girdled
Babylon
.
"
It
was
then
that
he
began
that
rambling
tale
which
suddenly
played
upon
a
sleeping
memory
and
won
the
fevered
interest
of
my
uncle
.
There
had
been
a
slight
earthquake
tremor
the
night
before
,
the
most
considerable
felt
in
New
England
for
some
years
;
and
Wilcox
’
s
imagination
had
been
keenly
affected
.
Upon
retiring
,
he
had
had
an
unprecedented
dream
of
great
Cyclopean
cities
of
titan
blocks
and
sky
-
flung
monoliths
,
all
dripping
with
green
ooze
and
sinister
with
latent
horror
.
Hieroglyphics
had
covered
the
walls
and
pillars
,
and
from
some
undetermined
point
below
had
come
a
voice
that
was
not
a
voice
;
a
chaotic
sensation
which
only
fancy
could
transmute
into
sound
,
but
which
he
attempted
to
render
by
the
almost
unpronounceable
jumble
of
letters
,
"
Cthulhu
fhtagn
"
.
This
verbal
jumble
was
the
key
to
the
recollection
which
excited
and
disturbed
Professor
Angell
.
He
questioned
the
sculptor
with
scientific
minuteness
;
and
studied
with
almost
frantic
intensity
the
bas
-
relief
on
which
the
youth
had
found
himself
working
,
chilled
and
clad
only
in
his
night
-
clothes
,
when
waking
had
stolen
bewilderingly
over
him
.
My
uncle
blamed
his
old
age
,
Wilcox
afterward
said
,
for
his
slowness
in
recognizing
both
hieroglyphics
and
pictorial
design
.
Many
of
his
questions
seemed
highly
out
-
of
-
place
to
his
visitor
,
especially
those
which
tried
to
connect
the
latter
with
strange
cults
or
societies
;
and
Wilcox
could
not
understand
the
repeated
promises
of
silence
which
he
was
offered
in
exchange
for
an
admission
of
membership
in
some
widespread
mystical
or
paganly
religious
body
.
When
Professor
Angell
became
convinced
that
the
sculptor
was
indeed
ignorant
of
any
cult
or
system
of
cryptic
lore
,
he
besieged
his
visitor
with
demands
for
future
reports
of
dreams
.
This
bore
regular
fruit
,
for
after
the
first
interview
the
manuscript
records
daily
calls
of
the
young
man
,
during
which
he
related
startling
fragments
of
nocturnal
imagery
whose
burden
was
always
some
terrible
Cyclopean
vista
of
dark
and
dripping
stone
,
with
a
subterrene
voice
or
intelligence
shouting
monotonously
in
enigmatical
sense
-
impacts
uninscribable
save
as
gibberish
.
The
two
sounds
most
frequently
repeated
are
those
rendered
by
the
letters
"
Cthulhu
"
and
"
R
’
lyeh
"
On
March
23rd
,
the
manuscript
continued
,
Wilcox
failed
to
appear
;
and
inquiries
at
his
quarters
revealed
that
he
had
been
stricken
with
an
obscure
sort
of
fever
and
taken
to
the
home
of
his
family
in
Waterman
Street
.
He
had
cried
out
in
the
night
,
arousing
several
other
artists
in
the
building
,
and
had
manifested
since
then
only
alternations
of
unconsciousness
and
delirium
.
My
uncle
at
once
telephoned
the
family
,
and
from
that
time
forward
kept
close
watch
of
the
case
;
calling
often
at
the
Thayer
Street
office
of
Dr
.
Tobey
,
whom
he
learned
to
be
in
charge
.
The
youth
’
s
febrile
mind
,
apparently
,
was
dwelling
on
strange
things
;
and
the
doctor
shuddered
now
and
then
as
he
spoke
of
them
.
They
included
not
only
a
repetition
of
what
he
had
formerly
dreamed
,
but
touched
wildly
on
a
gigantic
thing
"
miles
high
"
which
walked
or
lumbered
about
.
He
at
no
time
fully
described
this
object
,
but
occasional
frantic
words
,
as
repeated
by
Dr
.
Tobey
,
convinced
the
professor
that
it
must
be
identical
with
the
nameless
monstrosity
he
had
sought
to
depict
in
his
dream
-
sculpture
.
Reference
to
this
object
,
the
doctor
added
,
was
invariably
a
prelude
to
the
young
man
’
s
subsidence
into
lethargy
.
His
temperature
,
oddly
enough
,
was
not
greatly
above
normal
;
but
his
whole
condition
was
otherwise
such
as
to
suggest
true
fever
rather
than
mental
disorder
.
