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... exceprt from the Book of Eibon, the Liber Ivonis....
across the heavens they flew,
the Migo and their kin,
crafting distant worlds
in an order and precision
reflecting facets of Azathoth
whom they hold in reverence,
when at last one of their number
tempted by her call,
by the screaming song,
fell into the perversion of the
Seneschal of Yog Sothoth,
and in her hands was twisted,
molded into her lover,
her steed,
her slave, whom she would call
in the primal tongue,
the Sothomir
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