Howard Lovecraft & the Frozen Kingdom Page #2

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Yes, Howard!

Howard strong!

Help! Please!

Thu slipping!

Give me your word as a...

A fish thing that you won't hurt me.

Swear!

Howard! Swear!

Here, give me your... Your...

Er, take my hand!

Ew.

- Pull!

- Hold on!

I've got your hand... Tentacle... Thing.

Almost there.

Pull yourself up!

Saved life.

You Master.

Me Thu Thu Hmong.

"Soo Soo Human"?

- Thu Thu Hmong.

- "Su-Su-Sudio"?

Thu Thu Hmong.

I literally have no idea

what you're saying.

I'm gonna call you Spot.

Spot.

- "Spot"?

- Spot.

Spot.

- Master Howard.

- Hey, you promised.

Master cold.

Spot makes warm.

Er, thank you.

I need to get back home.

My mother and my father need me.

Is your mom a squid?

Oh, wait. She was a dragon, right?

Oh, sire!

Oh, noble one.

The mighty ruler of 1,000 skies.

I have news.

Go on.

Please, do tell.

Your Majesty, I... I think

he has arrived, sire.

"He"? As in He from the prophecy?

Yes, he appeared.

In the heart of storm out of nowhere,

as if ripped from the other realm,

just as the book foretold it,

before the book was lost.

A boy?

- You're sure it's a boy?

- Oh, positive, sire.

He's so... He's so pink.

- Where is he now?

- He encountered the sleeping one.

- They appear to be travelling together.

- Good.

- But where are they going?

- Er, I don't know, Your Majesty.

You said to announce it at once

if the outlander arrived.

And, well, he did... Er, so I did.

I did say that.

Well done.

- Really?

- Yes.

Now go back out there and find them.

That shouldn't be too hard

for the likes of you.

Please do keep an eye on guests.

I want to make sure

they arrive here safe and sound.

At once, Your Highness.

- Spot?

- Hmm? Yes?

- Where are we exactly?

- R'lyeh.

- And that's a place, is it?

- R'lyeh.

Even more helpful the second time.

Thank you, Spot.

Where Master from?

Oh, well, my home is

Providence, Rhode Island.

That's where I need to go.

Where "Prow Vow Dense Row Die Land"?

- Erm, it's in New England.

- "New Winged Land"?

- You've never heard of it?

- Have heard of it.

- Really?

- Master said it.

- So, you've just heard of it right now?

- Yes.

- Really not helpful.

- No.

Master here now. Master safe.

So, er, any idea

how we can get back to my home?

Friends close.

Go.

Meet.

Hello?

Hello.

I hope we're not interrupting anything.

My friend Spot says you are friends of his.

- Friends.

- Right.

You call him "Spot"?

Well, yeah. He does have spots on him.

I see.

What do you want?

Spot?

Friends provide Master Howard food?

- Hmm. Warm?

- I see.

- What does that make us?

- Favour.

Very well.

Oh, thank you very much.

- You're not from here.

- No, I'm not.

I'm very far from home.

I've forgotten my manners.

I'm Gotha, and this is my brother Davik.

He doesn't speak.

Do come in.

It's as he says, it will be night soon.

It gets very cold.

I would believe that!

What about Spot?

Sorry, I'm afraid he'll

have to stay outside.

Spot is fine.

Body not get cold.

Well, all right. If you say so.

Whoa!

Sorry?

Your home!

It's so big in here!

Of course it is.

Is that strange to you?

Where I'm from,

our buildings are the same size

on the outside and the inside.

Fascinating.

- You have dark circles under your eyes.

- Huh?

I love food.

- Are you Father Dagon?

- No.

Oh, I forgot my manners.

How rude of me.

I'm Howard.

- Howard Lovecraft.

- What?

- Is that okay?

- Of course.

- Is that a common name where you're from?

- Sure. Lots of boys are named Howard.

I mean "Lovecraft".

Oh! No.

Just me.

Why?

This is Innes and this is Tw'i.

Did you know

a Shoggoth can crush a penguin?

I love fruit. But not sticky ones.

Davik, take your sisters

and you can all go wash your suckers.

It's almost time for supper.

Forgive us. We don't get too many visitors.

- But you've met someone like me before?

- Yes.

Who? What was he like?

Oh, he was a giddy young man,

and very curious about things.

He talked very quickly,

and about a great many things.

He was very keen to explore.

He wanted to see everything.

Do you remember his name?

It was a peculiar sort of name, like yours.

Not a proper name like Gotha or Davik.

Warble? Winegrass?

- Winfield?

- That was it.

- That's my father! My father was here!

- So he was.

How curious to meet two Lovecrafts

on the same path.

- When? When did you meet him?

- I can't be sure.

The winter has lasted so long.

Would your parents know, perhaps?

They haven't been home in a very long time.

Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't know.

It's just... When you said

you'd seen my father, I... I got excited.

He's not himself any more.

Over and up.

Up and over.

Dinner incoming.

I love food!

I hope it's squishy.

Can't quite sit right.

Don't worry.

Winfield had issues with sitting, too.

His legs also bent in only one direction.

No bending legs?

How do you squiggle around?

Or slime up a wall?

Or squish in a crack

to hide from bad guys?

- Squishing is my favourite.

- Mine, too.

It's like squeezing, but grosser!

Food time now.

Manners with company.

We thank the meal first.

Everyone has washed their tentacles?

At least half of them.

One is super clean.

The other stays dirty in case I need

to use it for surprise attacks.

- Who are you attacking?

- That's a surprise!

I don't know about the tentacles,

but my 10 fingers are sparkling.

Because it's... Hence clean.

Then grab hold and we'll start the meal.

Thank you Dark Ones,

and long may you sleep.

Thank you Small Ones and those that we eat.

Take the cold, bring back the green.

Save us from creatures evil and mean.

Wait, what?

- Ready.

- So ready!

Ready.

Ready for what?

I like it.

Don't worry, we'll make sure you get some.

It's hard to catch your first try.

You don't get gran where you're from?

Er, no. Not really.

Where I'm from, we eat green veggies

and farm animals.

It squishes in my mouth.

Howard, tell us of these "fahar animals".

Oh, we keep the bigger animals

in special areas.

We drink their milk, wear their hides,

and eat their meat.

Not sure about the rest.

How destructive these creatures must be

that you have to devour them.

Elder Ones forbid that they ever invade us.

Oh, they're very gentle.

We keep animals as pets, too.

We're not supposed to play with our food.

I name my food. I should call this

next bite "Howard" for our guest.

- That's very sweet of you, Tw'i.

- Yeah, flattered.

How is it that I can talk to you?

- Did someone teach you English?

- Not exactly.

We share what we call a lanaath.

Munch, munch. Food, food.

Eat-a one, then eat-a brood.

It kinda means...

"Transmission" would be the right word.

We can speak without speaking.

It's rather special that

you can do it, really.

Worship me! Tell your people of my power!

Could my father lanite?

Lanaath.

Yeah, that.

- Could my father do that?

- Oh, my, yes.

His was particularly strong.

He would chat with us from many miles away.

Some nights I swear I can still hear him.

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