Howard Lovecraft & the Frozen Kingdom Page #4

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Spot?

Now would be a good time to hurry.

- Yes.

- Whoa!

Spot! Whoa!

Whoa!

Free!

Arrows?

You Okay?

Not happy-

Can you take them all out?

Yes.

Hmm. Efficient.

Algid Bunk would like to apologise

for the misunderstanding.

"Misunderstanding"?

You tried to cook us!

You almost shot me and you hit Spot!

Not now.

Algid will see you now.

Do I have a choice?

Meet Algid, Master Howard.

This way.

Everyone friendly.

I'm going to pretend you did not say that.

Before you meet Algid Bunk,

you must be briefed in the proper conduct.

Listen up, Spot.

When you meet her, you will not

address her until she addresses you.

Did you hear that?

Never approach Algid.

She will summon you closer if she desires.

Listen closely.

- I know.

- Oh.

Now, be silent.

We enter Algid's court.

It's amazing.

I present to you Thu Thu Hmong,

- and...

- Howard.

Howard Lovecraft.

And his companion,

Howard Lovecraft.

I...

Have waited a lifetime

for the prophecy to finally come true.

A strange visitor from a distant world

arrives out of nowhere?

What fortuitous luck that brought you

and Thu Thu Hmong together.

Tell me, Howard Lovecraft.

Are you the one spoken of in our lost book?

Lost book?

Will you save our kingdom

from this endless winter?

Hey!

You're human, like me!

You have broken the rules of the court!

No!

Lower your weapons at once.

Howard is our guest.

I am Algid Bunk.

Hi.

Algid Bunk.

It is truly a pleasure to meet you, Howard.

I understand you've been making

men out of snow.

That's simply astonishing.

They do it all the time where I'm from.

Your powers are amazing.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Your Highness.

Thank you for not letting him kill me,

by the way.

You're quite welcome.

We've been expecting you

for quite some time now, you know.

- Really?

- Of course!

Please join me in my chambers,

I'll explain everything.

- Can I bring Spot with me?

- What?

I don't... I'm not familiar with this word.

- "Spot."

- You know, I mean him.

Thu Thu is Spot, is he?

Very well.

Spot may join us.

Come on, Spot. Here, boy.

Do you see all this, Howard?

Yes. It's very beautiful.

Yes, it is.

And yet it's merely a painful reflection

of R'lyeh's former glory.

- R'lyeh?

- My kingdom.

Yes.

You see, it was not always

this place of ice and desolation.

That's like something Spot said.

He said the snow's been around

for a long time.

"A long time." Yes.

That is an understatement.

But I don't understand.

If it was nice before,

what happened?

Long ago, R'lyeh was the most

beautiful kingdom under the two suns.

Mere words could not capture its beauty.

It was so good,

the poet Abdul Alhazred said the citizens

forgot there is bad in the world.

Lest we forget.

The people of R'lyeh had created

a cosmic good,

but when the foolish forget

there is darkness in the world,

a cosmic evil can arise.

Ignoring the wise words of Abdul,

the darkness grew.

By the time R'lyeh accepted there was evil,

it was too late.

A water being, an Ancient One,

rose from the depths.

Cthulhu was spawned.

Cthulhu and his hordes,

hidden in green slimy vaults,

sunk the city of R'lyeh,

flooding the once-great kingdom.

R'lyeh became a nightmare corpse-city

built by the vast, loathsome shapes

that seeped down from the dark stars.

The citizens believed

if they could take away the water,

that Cthulhu would lose his power.

In an act of desperation,

the citizens of R'lyeh froze their kingdom.

Cthulhu was gone.

But our beautiful kingdom

had become our frozen prison.

No one knows if this story is true,

but we all agree if there's a way

to end this mind-numbing coldness,

we would do anything.

You see, Howard, it was not only

the land that froze that day.

Time itself came to a halt.

Days have passed, months, even years.

But nothing has changed.

Nothing at all.

Until your father arrived.

He journeyed the entire land,

our kingdom included,

writing about his findings.

He rediscovered the powerful runes

the people of R'lyeh used

so long ago to freeze our kingdom.

He wrote, and drew,

these lost secrets into three books.

One of the books,

we believe the second book,

was stolen from your father

by an Elder Thing.

It has been deep underground

with his Shoggoth ever since.

What's a Shoggoth?

It is a terrible, indescribable thing,

a shapeless congeries

of protoplasmic bubbles

with myriads of temporary

eyes forming and un-forming.

- Quite nasty.

- Ew.

So, these books that my father wrote...

- What were in them?

- All manner of things.

These books are powerful as they are filled

with secrets, runes and symbols of power.

I believe we can bring our kingdom

back to the way it was

before this frozen nightmare

descended on us.

Abdul Alhazred, many call him King Abdul,

prophesied that a stranger from a distant

land would arrive to thaw our frozen kingdom.

When you arrived, I felt...

I felt hope for the first time since...

We cannot reclaim it ourselves,

for we are trapped

inside this frozen kingdom.

And it is the only way

to stop to this never-ending winter.

Bring me the book, Howard.

Do what no one else can.

Do you think it could be used

to get me home?

I'm sure it can,

after this winter is ended.

I think you've got yourself a deal,

Your Majesty.

To take this book from the Shoggoth,

I'll need to know a lot more about him.

And I have another request.

Do tell.

What?

I said that I'll get the book back

from the Shoggoth.

She said it was the only way to restore

their kingdom and end this long winter.

And it made sense,

since they can't leave until it does.

Too dangerous.

That's why I said

I can only do it on one condition.

What?

That you go with me.

- What?

- Best of all, she said yes.

- No.

- Yes, she did.

Good night.

The book!

Mmm...

Master Howard.

Up, Master Howard.

Must go.

It was just a dream.

Howard Lovecraft.

May the wind be at your back.

We will hold you

in our thoughts until your

triumphant return from the Shoggoth.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

All right, Spot. Come along.

La-di-da!

La-di-da!

Oh, Spot, there's no need to be angry.

Have to go with Master Howard.

Well, yeah, of course you do.

Angry. Not speaking.

Well, now you're just being childish.

Still not speaking.

This looks like the mountains

we already came from.

No one goes to mountains.

And why's that?

You know legend now.

If book anywhere, it is in mountains.

- How much further, Spot?

- More.

I'm happy you're speaking to me again.

I was beginning to think you...

I think I see the cave!

I think we found it.

What is that?

That must be the Shoggoth.

It's hideous!

What? It is.

All we have to do is sneak in,

grab the book, and sneak out.

Spot, you're not gonna fit.

Cave too small.

You stay here,

I'll get the book and I'll come right back.

We have a deal with the king.

She not king.

Well, who was the last king?

King Abdul.

Very bad.

Abdul the poet?

Abdul many things.

Not poet. Magic, dark.

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