- That vile undulating mass of protoplasmic flesh,
- Demiurge of Dah-hoth,
- Ancient to the most ancient of times
- that reached out into the cosmos threatening to devour all that in the universe,
- Only they could rend the abominable mass asunder.
- Those three of sleek curved form and motion defying function and reason,
- Mother of all of their ilk, born by non but themselves.
- The horrid flesh was burned, dissolved, and split into the space between spaces,
- That truly nameless of spaces beyond the know of mortals,
- The segmented remains left to stew in the swirling mad abyss
- Form, purpose, and consciousness in some sense formed over time in the mass,
- Those wretched creatures known as Dah-hoth came to be.
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