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During his lifetime, Lovecraft had considered naming his works the "Yog-Sothoth Mythos." At the time, he and Frank Belknap Long had discussed Yog-Sothoth on numerous occasions.
On the floor covered in nitrate salts. Meanwhile, certain phrases buzzed through his mind. He tried to drive them away and kept reciting the Lord's Prayer; eventually, those phrases dwindled into a jumble of memories, like T. S. Eliot's modernist poem "The Waste Land"; then those memories finally became a pair of incantations he had repeatedly seen not long before in Charles's underground library: "Y'ai 'ng'ngah, Yog-Sothoth," and so on, through to the emphatic final "Zhro."
-H. P. Lovecraft, "The Case of Charles Dexter Ward"
-H. P. Lovecraft, "The Dunwich Horror"
"Though merely a collection of iridescent spheres, it was filled with an astonishing sense of sinister menace."
-H. P. Lovecraft, "The Horror in the Wax Museum"
"This was a being composed of infinite existence and selves, with everything within it and itself within everything-not merely something that existed in a single space-time continuum, but something connected to the ultimate source that gave life to everything throughout the boundless expanse of all existence-ultimately, an absolute realm without limits, surpassing every fancy and mathematical logic alike. It might have been the 'Yog-Sothoth' whispered of in certain secret cults on Earth."
-H. P. Lovecraft & Hoffmann Price, "Through the Gates of the Silver Key"
"Enormous globes of light crowded toward the doorway... pieces sloughed off the nearest spheres, gathering with the eerily outward-flowing protoplasm to form an ominous, horrifying terror from outer space... its face was formed from a convergence of iridescent spheres... this primordial slime foamed at the