''carter had taken passage on their dark ship, telling them that he was an old onyx miner and wishful to work in their quarries ... on later days they talked of the quarries in which carter said he was going to work ... there was an unused quarry greater than all the rest; ... but it was thought best not to trouble that quarry, ... so it was left all alone in the twilight with only the raven and the rumoured shantak-bird to brood on its immensities ...
i: shantak skull with veil.
''and they whispered that the rumoured shantak-birds are no wholesome thing it being indeed best that no man has ever truly seen one ... once in a while a raven would croak far overhead and now and then a flapping behind some vast rock would make him think uncomfortably of the rumoured shantak-bird ... huge ravens flapped and croaked and vague whirrings in the unseen depths told of bats or urhags or less mentionable presences haunting the endless blackness ...
i: shantak skull and eggs.
''they were not birds or bats known elsewhere on earth or in dreamland, for they were larger than elephants and had heads like a horse's. carter knew that they must be the shantak-birds of ill rumour, ... a noxious horde of leering shantaks to whose wings still clung the rime and nitre of the nether pits ... fabulous and hippocephalic winged nightmares that pressed around in great unholy circles,''
i: shantak cultist.
h.p.lovecraft, the dream quest of unknown kadath.
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